Jul 2017
we are all
in prisons
trapped in
shadow - light
we draw back
the blinds
to find
our bars of
neon night
faces in the window
garish grimace smiles
like baboons we posture
with sophistry & guile
a spurious show of bravery
empurpled & enraged
we choose our words
of bluster
and clang cups
on our
cage
SøułSurvivør
(C) 7/19/2017
in prisons
trapped in
shadow - light
we draw back
the blinds
to find
our bars of
neon night
faces in the window
garish grimace smiles
like baboons we posture
with sophistry & guile
a spurious show of bravery
empurpled & enraged
we choose our words
of bluster
and clang cups
on our
cage
SøułSurvivør
(C) 7/19/2017
I saw the light from a latticework window shining on the ceiling of our porch. Hence the poem. Kinda dark, i know. But one never knows which way the muse will jump sometimes!
It's 2:30 and I HAVE to SLEEP!
goodnight all!
It's 2:30 and I HAVE to SLEEP!
goodnight all!
