The House of Corridors

A little girl trapped in a house

Of winding corridors and trap doors

A tunnel filled with teddy bears and dolls

Leads to the gutted interior

Of an old apartment building

Made of only stairs and platforms

Covered in vines and moss

Where doors lead to infinity rooms

Tunnels of endless light

Trapped until someone else takes her place

She can see outside, but cannot leave.

Through a passageway,

She finds a secret garden

Hidden between rooms

Filled with spherical pastel flowers

In a ring of mushrooms, she twirls

Transforming into a woman

Finally at peace with this corner of forever.

Even in the waking world

She's never far away

From that strange home

Where she can escape

To find solace in the realm of dreams.