Yellow Wallpaper

I long for yellow wallpaper,

Crinkled, turning in at the edges with

Aged lines & scars that matrix

Into the faces of the dead

To judge & comfort me.


Lock me in those cement walls

Please give me respite

The madness is complete and

All consuming.


Each day I rise

Tie my hair back and



Fight against a world

That wants me silent

A world

That wants me defeated

My spirit broken

My fire contained.

And my bed made

In a sea

Of yellow wallpaper.

I think perhaps

I shall make my bed

In a pit of flames


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