Nail splitting pain
The color tide crosses over iris
Petrified I stand trying to watch all walls and failing
Guarded. They stand watch over me whispering edging closer
Flapping wings they peck peck peck at me like crows on rotted flesh-
My fists bang bang bang interrupted offenses against the force-
Crumpled in, knees tucked, fingers dancing over red yarn that hangs:
It keeps coming out like scarves from a magicians robe,
My blood is choked blue weeping down my forehead.
It creates a puddle of indigo paint I smear on these prison walls.
Pulling myself back, I admire these beauties.
These statements I have made no eye who seeks color can overlook,
and While the trial repeats, repeats, repeats, with the never changing verdict,
The unfaltering faith in the almighty judgement: unfallible,
Seeps traces of sunlight through the cracks for comfort,
Sends songful winds to sing loud outside the walls,
Will seek me when my time comes to innocently fly free.