goldmourn (amberdawnpullin) wrote,

poem: I read these hallways with my hands

I read these hallways with my hands
fingers tracing institution brick
touching smooth stone sills
attention diverted to vast lawns vacant
glimpse through cautious careful bars
placed across windows as I pass
locked doors along empty corridors
stone & silence surfaces straight
then round every piece scattered
I am these walls unable to break
these self-inflicted patterns
shaking hands and frantic heart
stone & silence stone & silence
the fury of a windstorm, it is here
It is here inside myself.

18/19/20/23 April 2003 ADP
Tags: poetry & prose

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