josefina's realm

Run to the getaway car Escape to somewhere not too far In an abandoned garden, Meet the warden. My unsaid words, Imagined chords, Unfinished plots, The realm of tears, smiles, cracks, and guts. Open the portal, Of bestrewed beauty and ruins of my world Where stories unfold Written in the ink of gold. Run to my hidden lair, My evanescent ether Limned in a manifold way Only to return to reality the next day.