Once Upon A Time
Lost Pen,
Hidden behind
Or buried beneath,
Door one
Two
Or three?
Cold Heart,
Frozen with time
Iced over with ages,
Or steely eyed
In tombs not forgotten?
Can't seem to find,
An ink of a scribble
A moment on page
Even one word
That would connect the dots,
In a universe
That was ours.
A writer,
Lost within the chill
Of the very breath
He created,
Once upon a time.