Freedom, Feigned
Confinement -
I carry my prison with me
no bounds or bars or barriers
can equal the breadth of my bondage
its burning poison possesses marrow and mind
squeezing the emotion and energy
from every cell and sinew.
Truth
be told
it is a cell I walked into
with knowledge and bitter wisdom
and the lone latchkey
hides very deep
in my own
pocket.
Submitted on September 13, 2018
To the "September Premiere 2018" Poetry Contest
Brian Strand, Sponsor
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