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aslan
Poems
Apr 2018
Prison of my mind.
He sits and stares
At the empty wall before him
Lost in thought
He hears the voices around him
Muffled
As he writes poetry
In his cruel mind
The peeling paint
Seems to mock him
Saying
“Watch this!
You’ve got nothing better to do!”
The air is frigid
So cold it seemed
To seep down into his bones
He listens
Hearing the screams
And cries
And pleas
For what little life
Any of the others
Was he
The only guilt-free one
In this whole ****** place?
He saw light
From the outside
Flood in
Is there a new prisoner?
Fresh meat?
New blood?
Almost as quickly as it appeared
The darkness swallowed the light
Yet again.
Written by
aslan
24/Two-Spirit
(24/Two-Spirit)
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