Iron shackles bind wrists
to a cold, wet stone wall.
Moans echo down the hall
while chains clank in the night.
Fire flickers on the sconces
lining the corridor walls.
Footsteps draw near.
Someone is walking down the
hallway. The guards speak
of a new prisoner's arrival.
What time shall he arrive?
Where will he be kept?
Someone important--
that's what one said.
Confusion abounds at
this stranger's fate.
This place was built not for
political prisoners to be taken to.
The rest of us forgotten,
the small meal is lost.
Hunger gnarls within:
no food will come this eve.
Feb 22, 2014
Feb 22, 2014 at 1:41 PM UTC
Iron shackles bind wrists
to a cold, wet stone wall.
Moans echo down the hall
while chains clank in the night.
Fire flickers on the sconces
lining the corridor walls.
Footsteps draw near.
Someone is walking down the
hallway. The guards speak
of a new prisoner's arrival.
What time shall he arrive?
Where will he be kept?
Someone important--
that's what one said.
Confusion abounds at
this stranger's fate.
This place was built not for
political prisoners to be taken to.
The rest of us forgotten,
the small meal is lost.
Hunger gnarls within:
no food will come this eve.
written in 2012
100 words
recreated with only 80 of these words in "The Prisoner"