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I do not know.
When did it come?
Who are you?
Where has it gone?
What are you called?
When did it leave?
Do I know you?
You look familiar
But I'm so lost.
I am lost.1

The days have left
And the nights are hot.
Where have you gone?
Where has it gone?
It all left too quickly--
The mothers have left!
Why does red fill everything?
The frightening red,
There is nothing but the single color.2

The toy spins around
But it wobbles on its edges.
The awkward thing--
It doesn't know how to stand.
There are unseen things
Pushing it back and away,
Left and right--
Wronging it.
It cannot stand on its table.3

When did it leave?
Where has it gone?
Its abandonment,
Nay its treachery,
Its convoluted plan
Is so cruel.
The cleansed color of the past,
It has left!4

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  • Shadowed Phoenix silver member
    October 4

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    Very interesting. So many questions. This brought a lot of things to my mind but none which I wish to think about. Title drew me in, strange. Love the third stanza, metaphorical?