On bad days
this tiny box
can be a prison
though it’s all in the mind

On good
its ceiling open to the sky
allowing a spirit to roam
every which way but loose

All together
a room in a house
its single occupant
happily calls home

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01/20/2024

Posted on 01/20/2024
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