A Treasureless Chest

 

 

A glimmering chest

- Adorned, ornate -

Recalibrates

My path.

 

Astray

My route,

In hope devout

Of what I'd nab.

 

Askew

My goal, my mind.

Consumed,

It's now my mission.

 

Approach,

The lid springs up

Betraying

My submission.

  

          A treasureless chest.

          A falsified vision.

          A burgled zest.

          A calcified man.

 

 

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