Sunday, January 18, 2015
A PRISONER'S DILEMMA
In the measure of time in a warm winter coat
That it takes to escape from there
with your arms reaching skyward, stretched taut in the air
Tugging ceaselessly upward past chin point and nose tip
Endangering earlobes, scraping skin from the forehead
Do you pause to reflect on the infinite wonder
Of a world filled with humans preoccupied inventing
Spaceships that fly to the moon then come down again
But not a dependable zipper?
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