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Invisible Prison

Invisible Prison I look at the wall I look at the floor I look out the window I look at the door No clock on the wall No light in the socket Empty bottles and empty wallet Bars in my mind I am tied to chair Longing freedom of the fresh air Ropes hold me tight Hopes have dulled my escaping knife Empty room Empty soul I look at the floor I look at the wall I look at the door I look out the window The ceiling is falling Fans twirling in my head I stumble and fall Through it all Mirrors in turmoil Dance in the mind Death's sardonic laughter Wishes granted by the latter Month’s later authorities will demand What the hell is the matter? Red words, all a splatter Stoic I sit, nothing to shatter Police Report One No sign of any struggle Two Almost looks like he froze to death One Door wasn’t even locked One No food in the fridge Two Odd hardly any furniture One Will need a tox screen to make sure One Looks like he just sat there and died Two How long you figure he was like that? One Month or more, maybe even two, allot of decomposition Two Who called it in? One Neighbor, said his car had a flat tire in his driveway One and wasn’t moved in weeks Two Hey take a look at this! One what you got? Two The freezer, full of Cash and gold One I'd be damned, no food and all that doe Two Almost feels like he was in a prison One Who knows? The coroner is here Two Ya, guess we done here, lab will do the rest One Lets go grab a coffee Some people have convictions, some people have two!

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Date: 4/29/2016 10:50:00 PM
YOUR ABILITY TO BRING THE READER IN, EVOKE A VIVID AND STRONG RESPONSE IS MASSIVE. Deep and the message sent is very, very strong. YOUR EVERY POEM DELIVERS, AND DOES SO IN SPADES..
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Date: 4/29/2016 5:33:00 PM
I swear I could have wrote this, we are too much in mental mind meld, lol. hugs
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Arthur Vaso
Date: 4/29/2016 7:07:00 PM
When I hear that Cas, its a high compliment indeed! Thank you so much Hugs
Date: 4/29/2016 8:27:00 AM
There must be another part to this. I can sense a poem.
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Arthur Vaso
Date: 4/29/2016 2:59:00 PM
Thanks Tim
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Tim Smith
Date: 4/29/2016 12:29:00 PM
Oh I see the first now....amazing and a fave
Date: 4/29/2016 3:17:00 AM
Found it a heartbreaking write in so so many ways - sometimes it's only when there is an infestation of flies and maggots is a body found -post piling up, no sing of someone for weeks yet nothing is done- what an uncaring society we live in.... if I don'e see someone around in soup I often drop a soup mail to them - more often than not they respond:-) hugs jan xx 7
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Arthur Vaso
Date: 4/29/2016 2:58:00 PM
That was the report of the poem! :) The poem is there now!
Date: 4/28/2016 11:51:00 PM
Oh my, Oh yes - you said 'ironic' and I say, yes, but no coincidence. Please read my response to you. The drama and sadness in your write pertains to this day and age in so many ways. It also pertains to personal thought ramblings I have had about this. I am delighted in a relieved way to find that someone wrote this unsettling reality down. A great job, like the fly on the wall in a lonely one's home. Many a maintenance man has stumbled on to such as this. An excellent, dramatic piece! CayCay
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Arthur Vaso
Date: 4/29/2016 2:57:00 PM
That wasn't the poem, but the poem is there now!!! :)
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Jan Allison
Date: 4/29/2016 3:15:00 AM
would be more than one fly on the wall if he'd been dead for some months CayCay:-( hugs jan xx

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