I stare at a stone-cold wall
It glares back,
reflecting my burning rage
My naked eyes, helplessly, exposed
lids, fall slowly,
immediately
like an umbrella, collapsing
An eternal blink caught in slow motion
time elapsing
bending,
twisting
images I no longer recall
Purposeless suffering …
Time in a cage
I conjure the courage
I must
I must stand tall. | RM