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The Grand Finale
Folder:
Invisible Poetry .
Examine these spaces
with self-manufactured locks
and bars of a material no one
will ever break. Stalk this
claustrophobic cell
like a predator stalking prey.
Only there is no prey.
.
You are your own jailor
shouting at the moon for release
and a hero to come and unlock
that which has seemed locked
as long as long is.
.
Each morning arise
wondering why you stay here
with that big hole in the cinder
blocks behind the cot with all
the fresh air blowing freedom
your way.
.
allets
03-13-13
11:45p
.
Ovation line:
"wondering why I stay here
with that big hole in the cinder
blocks behind the cot with all
the fresh air blowing freedom
my way."
Escape is Near
and still we can't find the out. Life. Hmmmm.... with ovation no less-thanks for that ~A~
From this I get both the
From this I get both the image and personal feeling of being thy own worst enemy, and that company can be as much solace as an enemy. great work :)
I Am
mine own worst enemy or used to be. I've grown wiser, but I took off and lived in New York (upstate) and then to Florida (2008) and ended up back home - I'm still pacing but too old to slip the net again - retirement makes me nostalgic - (still, a little enemy stalks inside contemplating a break-out) ;D ~~Lady A~~