When I Wake Up

When I wake up ,I find myself in an environment

That’s so different from the one I once knew.

I find that I’ve not merely traveled out of society,

But to a place no one warned me about.

I collect my thoughts for a moment

While gazing from the window of my cell.

The rain-slicked razor wire in front of the house unit

Is being cleaned again by nature.

I never fail to be surprised by the same landscape

Time and time again.

Just as I perceive this,

Suddenly the texture of reality has changed once more.

It’s as if the transition from society

Has been nonstop to this Satan’s cave.

Here is where I dwell.

In a momentary lapse of reason.

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Margalie Belizaire

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