I stayed in the jail of my mind
Eight days, twenty three hours,
seconds dead to the thread of
consolidated seconds
weaving my being toward
some hairy, insidious spiders trap.
Was that your vision or mine?
For me there was no time
only a blinding blur
of revisited mime
a host of pain and pity parties
of guests useless to my bane
as if I felt a needle prick
a syringe of poison thick as beeswax
slowly pushing toward my brain.
Was I the seed of a weed or a rose
unearthing myself?
I choked out briny tears
of bootleg hooch
one swig down, seared and burned
but there was no turn around
or beers on tap to ease
my swallowed squint eyed frown!
The reality seemed as clear as glass.
I laid motionless in the jail of my mind,
arrested by cockroaches
dancing in my bed
reminding me with their
'arsy-varsy' skittles
that for me there would be no
merciful acquittals!
How could that be? Surely that
was their vision, not mine!?
My flesh a swindle,
I must confess within the
scheme of things..
A truth as faultless
as a naive and simple being
brings to bear.
Yea, that much I do know
regardless of the way
my synapses spark
in the light or dark jail
of my head.
To this I am sure to cast
my ballot, voting "aye".
So I dream on
for what is naught
to borrow hope,
the Jailers key,
a shoe that fits, Cinderella Free
Alas,
MY vision for the Ninth day 'morrow!
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