WALLS - Poem
WALLS
(Copyright 2017, by Dave Kiffer)
When you look at a castle
All you see is the gray walls,
The parapets shooting up
Like blooms of serrated rock,
Perpendicular into the soft
Underbelly of the sky
There is nothing safer,
Or so it seems when you
Ponder a castle rising
From the surrounding
Countryside like a giant
Fortified womb come true
It is only after fleeing inside
That you realize the walls
Are an impenetrable tomb,
And that rather than safety
The final result is a withering,
Inevitable, recession, into death
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