Agoraphobia

from by Chayce Halley

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A flame comes close to my face
A weight comes to bear down on my skin
A quickness calls out, a slow crushing in

Feet are walking, as they walk away
From all the things I come to
Bright faces and white lights reflecting in the pale linoleum
My voice is calling, voices screaming
Danger in the mareketplace

Feet are flying as they fly away from all the sundries
That I may or may not need
I may or may not need them
But they're caught up in debris
Of the flotsam, jetsam left there by that flame

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from Bloom House, released September 20, 2015

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