Tuesday, January 8, 2013

Claustrophobic



Routine invasions into my zone
Inflate the magnitude of rage
Frowns, growls, threats, all expendable
To thwart the prowler on my turf

So with wax I trace shadow lines around me
Shooting up a web of lasers
They surround me
Protect me
From intrusion

Gasping for air
I fail to find
I fail to find
Claustrophobic!

A wide open sky shimmers over me
Solace in my own space
I raise my arms to finally breathe deep

Itching, burning, threatening
My lasers burn deep through my skin
Menacing, hostile
Warning me to abide by my rules

Gasping for air
I fail to find
Still painfully
Claustrophobic!

Coiling in wards
a foetus I grow back into
Pushing through
Nudging through
Wriggling to make space
Elbowing my own creation


A box of illusionary lines
We choose live in
We choose to create
we choose to nurture

We choose to be claustrophobic.



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