The Cave’s Inky Space. 

Those eyeless toads never speak. 

They croak, pretend to un-see. 

I cannot talk with them. 

But, Echo, Dearest Friend,

Forever Faithful, ever-been,

Calling to me again, again. 

It seems impossibly long,

This time we share within

Our sealed and private place. 

I’ve yet to see you up close,

But I know you’re just across

The cave’s inky space. 

© CGT, 2017.

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