I Did Not Chose to Walk This Path


(I do not know the walls 
of this box 
of mine.)

(A protection: 
bring that quiet calm when the fury dies down.)

(So you're stuffed in a box. And why 
would you leave?) 

(Don't you remember what happened when you tried?)         
       (Is this not what you wanted?) 

(Say I'm a bird, 
I'll fly away. Break away 
from this life of mine.)

(The fears of your speech enrapture 
the spaces between Us. 
Seeing the line drawn up for myself.) 

(If there is a chance of leaving, should I take it?) 
       (Is this not what I've always wanted?) 

(But, then again, 
why would I go? 
Don't you remember what happened when I tried? 
When it was a love like the wind 

here and then not.)


Poetry and photography by Hazel J. Hall.


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