beneath the eclipse (read slowly)

screaming,
pleading,
gasping for oxygen....
being behind the locked store-room;
dusty and old,
new in its own eyes,young at heart,
freshly preserved love lingers,
wishing it wouldn't...
.
tossed aside,like an old stuffed bear,
wishing,longing,
desperate-
for a hug again.

.

its significance is trialled and discarded,
back behind the jail cells,
within the four walls my soul shall brood,
longing to be longed again,

wishing to long no more..

.

a shock collar,
that screams in pain and agony,

being away from them,
but its shock goes deep within the skin,
as he is no longer within theirs.

...

...

smiling gently,

savouring the gentle and cool afternoon breeze stream across his face,

obediently nodding and maintaining enthusiasm,

and lost in his subconscious fantasy world;

_

invaded and surrounded,
with constant quakes and disruptions,

caused by hailing bombs,

looking to his dictators,

straight in the eyes,
"LET ME OUT!!!"

muffled screams hidden by quiet chuckles......