the doors are locked
the lights are on, but dimmed
the phone rings the walls are neutral
noting septic or sharp
outside, people are building, or tearing down
the deconstruction of this place is a
fantasy that leaves me smiling
maybe that's because I'm not used to
doors that lock from the outside
maybe I'm being taught instead of treated
or maybe I'm making an example of them
I can't hate these people because I brought this on myself
But I am not above spoiling them so that
life hurts when they grow up
Chris Yvon
7 years ago
