My childhood home
resides in a town
unknown,
indistinguishable
to the home
where night terrors sauntered
and butterflies quivered
through collected dust
with a permanent kiss.
A calculated endeavor
outlined my mistakes
over blank pages,
having not yet delineated
the moments we’re alone,
baring life commitments
through the dial tone.
(© 2022 AC)
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