dear sir and madam
i wish to register my disenchantment
in the strongest possible terms
at my current predicament.
you have placed me under arbitrary arrest
in a cell barely twice my height
with walls I cannot climb
they taunt me
you have left me thirsty and hungry all at once
and no one brings me a meal.
will you not take pity on me?
will no one listen to my cries
how can i make you
understand?
i am exhausted, and my
body is much too small
and i am not entirely sure
how it works.
will no one even bring me sleep?
i am
yours very truly
&c.
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