Yiska sees
the key turn
in the lock

of the door
of the locked
ward; watches

as nurses
come and go
and the key

turns again
to lock in.
To escape

from the ward
one would need
to time it

for the split
minute of
unlockedness,

but one then
has to run
past the door

left open
to freedom,
if only

for a brief
time moment
until some

overweight
nurse gives chase
bringing you

down like prey.
Yiska knows;
she tried it

to her cost
and bruised hip
and grazed knee

the other
depressing
escape day.