Within Four Walls
I remember, I remember
To be displaced in South Beach Psych Isolation room
I, alone
Four empty walls
Gloom
Otherworldly space most crude.
How would I chase woebegone state... seemed no use
Mouthing off, vexing psych's medicine man
Forthwith he summoned more mean hands.
Found myself in freezing room, so
I had to take a stand
Ranted some
Conjured up my very own plan
So sacred freedom would side with me.
Eyes closed, I saw skylight with halcyon words of love
That tempered emptiness no one should ingest.
I knew I'd be energized with pose-
Scintilla of faith saw me on my knees
Flexed; unraveling moves
I imagined summery cell
Soothing the better of me
Free from cravings for nicotine, you see
For quintessential to my soul, silence
Dissolved gloomy empty walls
And I knew I would emerge fetching
Having warmed cold floors with soft might
That boost reserve.
Need to outsmart the medicine man...
Breathe, carve a master plan.
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Entry for C.T. "Four Walls" poetry contest
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