hope

It’s like –
i’m inside,
a large glass bottle.

i can move around
and i can see the world
through the slippery walls – distorted
and i can see,
the hole above…
that would let me, out
but i have to squeeze!
i have to crush my head,
and my bones
and wriggle out –
like a worm

I’ve tried that
countless times
and …
i’m still here – broken.

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