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Tuesday, 10 December 2013

Trapped Inside

This white room,
These four walls,
Staring at the shelves I see a thousand worlds
And in their multi-coloured jackets they stare back at me
I close my eyes and am transported
Fleeing this captivity and breathing once again
The room remains on my return
The walls gaze blindly down on me
When will I escape this reality;
This cell;
This prison;
This hell?
This Sanctuary?
The word embedded in my mind,
Eventually.

© Fergus Martin

Dec 2013