No Vacancy


I slipped

In between wakefulness

And the Land of Nod

Hoping to find a path

Of least resistance


I settled somewhere between

The dream of my heart

And the want of my soul

Where yearns are entrenched


They lie buried in the bedrock

Just abreast of fragments

Adjacent to the brokenness 

I dig thru layer upon layer


Layers of fractured and jagged edges

Violated virtues

Infringed interludes

Disrupted and disconnected



I burrow in there

Not budging…I nestle in

A once cavernous void

And hang a sign on my soul-




 Sharon Frye
© 2007