Cage of our own making

With walls closing tight

Ever inching inwards

Recycled air

Compresses our breath

As we rally against the inevitable

Limbs, joints, pressed tight into corners

Flesh pushed hard into plaster

Fighting to keep the space

Refusing to accept the confines

Unwilling to see the cell

For what it really is

A glass box of our own construction

 

One comment

  1. “I’m in a glass case of emotion!” – Ron Burgundy

    On a serious note, another excellent piece Ginni. We are often our own worst enemy and limit ourselves.

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