because I can't see the walls
neither can you
can't feel them either, to be honest
at least not with my hands
but I know they are there
closing in.
Again, being honest, I'm only aware
of their presence once, maybe thrice
every week, and usually I feel free
even if I am not
I don't have a key to open the latch
I'm not even sure there's a gate, just walls
surrounding me
Today in particular I am aware of their size
smaller than usual, maybe a few inches across
and there seem to be two sets of them
one inside my skull crushing my brain
the other encasing my heart
I'm not sure the shape, but I can still feel them
getting smaller.
By this evening my confinement will seem ended
but this is a folly it is just my forgetfulness
failing to remember the walls and their location
like punching a mime I can throw my hands and body
through the walls without damage to me
or the walls but even without the brick and mortar and drywall,
they remain.
And I remain, locked inside.
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