Thursday, March 23, 2017

seeing the light

i can see
the light from the upper
window.
a small yellow shaft
divided by bars,
wallows
in and stays
against the high wall.
if i wasn't chained
and shackled
i could reach up
and feel that square
of warmth. let it fold
across my hand,
my face, my
heart,
but for now i'll
just have to imagine
what that might
be like.

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