Saturday, September 27, 2008
Untitled, actually


Cardboard walls surrounding me
Claustrophobia
Setting in
Recycled air
Flowing
Around the tiny room
And through
My lungs
Idly flipping
through the pages
Of outdated magazines
The silence is deafening
The tension suffocating

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posted by Jill at 9:11 PM |

1 Comments:

At September 29, 2008 at 3:44 PM, Blogger mariposa said........
Another great poem - it really vividly describes what it's like to be to be in a doctor's office and scared about what may happen. And thanks again for another great comment - I'm so glad to hear that my writing is that strong. Thanks :)