I have no wings to lift him from this chaos
As I stretch my arms with a cringe
I breathe in pieces of hardship
A scene between dreaming and the real world
Peeking through cracks of a closet door
Shuttered by fear beneath the stairs
His mind starts to spin, split between similarities
Of a video game and what he sees through the cranny
He hesitates to open the door further
Hiding from the reality, realizing now, it’s no game.
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Wordle 743
The Bag Lady 