Trapped in Neverland


Same old

day after day.

Happy thoughts

and pixie dust.

Existence in

this fishbowl world


Take to the sky

each morning.

Fight, fly, and crow.

Slip amongst the ships

by night,

and take a few throats.


An untouchable thing.

An entire life

trapped in stasis.

A construct of a dream

that in time became a nightmare.

Over and over again.

No heights left to reach,

no pressing service.

Living and dying,

plain as day.

Eventually, each of us

yearns for something other.

This is why

all Lost Boys

become pirates.



DJR – 2023

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