How can I tell you
what I feel?
I just met you
You’re not real
Soon I’ll forget you
then I’ll steal
back to my solitary cell
Life here apart
is good for me
Keeps my poor heart’s
sanity
locked up tight
where it’s meant to be
here in my solitary cell
I never give out keys
Not I love you or please
But all of a sudden
your soft smile
fits my window
like a long-lost file
If I let you stay
here with me
what would you say
our sentence should be?
If it’s for life
I’ll break free
free from my solitary cell
Roger Armbrust
