Stained Walls

Fearful man slash boy in cage,

given to fits of rage when

reason can't accommodate.

Paths of logic forge a trail

leading nowhere besides the

packaged entryway of home;

washed grays of barred windowsills.

Stifled cries travel blind and

reckless along corridors

meant to house light, not shadow.

Peering out, he sees figures

clothed in pastels with black masks,

who cast a hesitant glance

before showing him their backs.

As they make their quick retreat,

he wonders if their dwellings

come equipped with an array

of locks, rusted-through, like his.

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