Isolation Games

You're in your head, fast asleep

Right next door my tear held to me

Not a care in the world an inch away

Gamble in isolation games


The strings are in neither one of our hands

You gifted those a long time past

The puppeteer is dressed in fur

A wolf no doubt, my fear confirmed


Traded my most prized possessions

I left my heart out for breakfast

Just one chance I roll the dice

Gamble in isolation games


Ghosty where are you now?

Haunting best in show no doubt

I know your best move is yet to come

Listen closely I'll ring the bell

This poem is about: 
My community
Our world


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