A Treatise On Human Imprisonment

by michaelcahill

PRISONS AREN'T ALWAYS OBVIOUS

A Treatise On Human Imprisonment
by michael cahill

~1~

flowing hair with blue eyes glowing
knowing no escape
still I tried to run
       but the sun
rose every morning and found me

the moon always fled as though it were
              designed to do so
       (I thought we had an understanding)

              I could never get her out of my mind

~2~

just a dollop of real whipped cream
supreme
on key lime pie
made from scratch
that first bite
sigh…

~3~

a young man of sixteen years
without fears
jumped the five foot hedge
surrounding the old Endicott Building
nary a leaf brushed
as the wind rushed over the top

fifty years later
a fearless old man
shuffles along
remembering

~4~

infinity
is the world I'm in

wondering—

what's in the
vicinity beyond

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