Spread-eagled through the realms
Of a book
That takes the head
To a place newly sown
One would thought not known.
Flitting and flickering lights
of feelings
In a land
That spiders like
Gossamer glowing intricacies
Of their delicacies.
Lattice-laden labyrinths
of a haven?
Two turns to take
To the simple lands
Of Neverlands, we know.
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