so many secrets
hidden below
this snowy white
landscape…. posing
under a blanket
of purity
where deficiency
is subconsciously
buried so deep
within mind… refuge
sought
behind
a fortified
rock wall
yes ~
snug as a varmint
in its hole
layered by stone
this recurrent
phase locking
pattern
of habitual
inhibitions
never wanting
exposure
~ especially
to that one person
who lovingly cares
who would
listen
without judgment
who would
help to set free
this burden… tossing it
up and away to
the sun
warmed
air
to float
above the frozen hell
of entrapment below
until it dissipates….
enfolds back
into the realm of ether
rather than being
left unspoken
further complicated ~
suppressed by
a depressive disposition
without
any hope
for healing the soul
how sad…. not even
able to find some solace
in a compost container
Image & Words by ~Keith Alan Hamilton~