Poem – Secrets

Behind the red glass
what being or consciousness
watches our every move?

The voice behind the glass
asks one clear question:
why won’t you let me out?

Beneath the new moon
questions become more frequent,
secrets begin to spill.

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** From the series “The Integration”

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