#jailer
sometimes the prisons that hold us
have no walls ceiling or door
we are our own jailer
judge and jury
we’re the only ones
can set us free
Oct 29, 2021
Oct 29, 2021 at 10:22 PM UTC
I saw a good person do a bad thing once
I thought I was a good person but I did a bad thing once, too
Have you ever seen a good person do a bad thing?
Have you ever been the good person doing a bad thing (on occasion)?
Have you ever seen...
<>the bars that imprison you?<>
Have you ever been...
<>the bars that imprison you?<>
There is a potential to be stuck behind the words & letters...
of this Song to the Open Road
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But look at the stars
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And look at the bars
|A|n|d| |re|a|l|i|z|e| |t|h|e| |j|a|i|l|e|r| |i|s| |y|o|u|
Jan 15, 2018
Jan 15, 2018 at 7:41 PM UTC
dare I?
be your *****
whatever you like
director drives me to town
asked if things slowed down
when the other car hit
(nope)
most likely probing crises response capacity
intellectual curiosity or genuine concern
wager the former at 10:1
if they'd take bet
I'm just like him
I'm going to be him
groomed
flatly delivered jokes about a ***** test
better received by coworkers
"funny guy"
who is this man at the keystroke?
beached and bleached
disco ****
same old heady glazed blue-grey stormy
reminiscent of bucolic childhood splendor
when was good and town was endless
that never really existed on a barren rock
"many of you look changed, somehow older..."
pause for suspense
"and some look exactly the same"
cue laughter and my irritation,
salt rimmed with rage
am I now jailer?
(whispered)
*****
indeed here now the gatekeeper
open locked doors knowing
will purge again
no matter how movement restricted
treadmill only, calorie burn
gym restricted
not equipped
(won't talk)
transfer to children's hospital
before heart fails
do it make a difference?
displaced despair
wash not over me
instead cut through me
starve binge
sniff and smoke
Dec 29, 2016
Dec 29, 2016 at 8:33 PM UTC
Handcuffs line my wrists
The key dangling so sharp
one; just one, I say
but my jailer disagrees
one more, he taunts
you know you want to, he laughs
handcuffs line my wrists; stained red
never to be broken
looking at whats left of my prison
my jailer leaves
and moves on looking for the next criminal
Oct 30, 2014
Oct 30, 2014 at 7:53 AM UTC