Thursday, February 16, 2023

The Hand Over

Drag out the first person
Singular pronoun, like
A prisoner who’s been

Locked in solitary
For life. Look at that poor I
Blinking in the daylight,

Trembling, trying to crouch.
Force I to straighten up,
Swaying, feebly trying

To do as demanded,
To take a step forward.
Make that I salute you,

Then hand I the key ring
And walk away chortling.

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