Burdened by nothing but
diablo shadows,
I walked
the white stucco side
of the empty dorm,
remembered back
before nature
took over,
the tenants,
like me,
thought it would
never end.
I ran away
from that Catholic prison
down the street,
a visitor
to their Jesus world,
seeking connection,
salvation.
Truthfully,
a girl,
who'd help me forget
teen angst.
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