Prison

Prison

Prison?

Walls shingled together, overlapping?

Bars with intervals of freedom?

A look In Someone’s eyes doubting me?

The slab of self under which I am interred?

Do I hold the keys before I enter

Prison?

© Sally Paradise, 2012, All Rights Reserved

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