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Sunday, November 20, 2011

This One Doesn't Get A Title




Suddenly and violently I began to feel like a caged animal.


The Ugly walls staring at me, and bars over the only window.


I paced for weeks, going through exercises like a maniac and

Doing nothing else but sleep and eat.

Our brother said I was a witch and I didn't deny it.
It was confirmed I was crazy and I slept til 9pm the next night.

And upstairs the candles were still burning

Where I left them

I thought of what prisoners do and how I was like them.
Then I thought of how sick in a caged world that we must put more cages, for people, at that.
I cried for myself and I cried for the prisoners especially, because nobody likes criers in jail.

I tried to remember being high off of love, and I prayed frantically.
ever romantically I retreated to other worlds
Other dimensions
Where life was quite beautiful and strange and interesting.

Casually, I collected mermaid tails they'd shed and wash up on the shore.

I don't want to be here anymore.
This world is dumb and I'm alone.

Taunted by a million great things I know I'll have but just might never.

I thank God I won't be here forever.


I wonder seriously if I am some kind of blind.



Or just why this mortal world is so different from my mind.




(Marlena Dee Barker 11/20/2011)

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