Boxed Inn No More!

Boxed Inn

By Maureen Ucles

You’ve got me

Boxed in

Cornered in all directions

This place

Reeks of basement mold

Expired packaged peanuts 

and puffy, plastic pillows

Or was that your ego-

rather inflated?

Invading my brain

Contusion

So

Concussed

Withering to rust

Oxidation in

This stinking,

Stifling,

Stagnant

Boxed Inn

Where do I reside?

In your embrace?

No, more like

A chide

Cruel slap across my face

‘cause I can’t find

Anything

In this dastardly,

Dilapidated

Place

Incarcerated—

Cruel and unusual...

Torture

Banished

Ostracized

Tainted

By my original sin

Like

Adam and Eve

South of Eden

North of Nowhere

Descending

Plummeting

Into the depths

From the abyss

To abysmal

Get me outta of this

Horrible

Hellacious

Horrendous

Boxed Inn

Hotel California

Checksd in

No way out

Wanna

Gonna

Tear down

Wailing walls

Crumbling

Piece by piece

Inch by inch

Imploding

Exploding

Onto me

Boxed Inn

Metamorphosis

Reaching

Beyond reach

Grasping

Catching

A glimpse

Light eternal

Gravitating

Encapsulating

The tangible

Surreal

Peace…peace

Permeating

My being

Me, myself and I

Without you—

Outside this

Cruel confinement

Into solemn serenity

Boxed Inn

No more…

Checking out!