Number 2 Prospect Rd
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I stand outside number 2 prospect road
This is where I once learned to live
Where I shed alligator tears
The kind that flood back alleyways
You broke inside number 2 prospect road
You shattered glass just for fun
Took the innocence I left
Shielded by closet doors
You were the monster in my poem
Here I am at number 2 prospect road
It’s become a mausoleum
The paint has worn and peeled away
Deep canyons crack the pavement
And I’m reminded to go on my way
I walk past number 2 prospect road
Here is where I learned to live
I’ve moved other places
and loved new friends like they were old
but I’ll never remember their faces
The way I do number 2 prospect road
About the Creator
K.L. Fothergill
A mix of horror, contemporary, urban fantasy fiction and personal essays.
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