Strawberryfields
i find myself
obsessed with
"strawberry fields"
and the tartsweet scent
it throws into my memory.
surrounded by concrete
and razorwire, i yearn for
a long-legged run in overgrown
forests, but i must serve and protect
this tumbled town
and keep these prisoners
inside a shining steel perimeter.
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