fluorescent torture of endless
grey cubicles, institutional
ceiling tiles and
cheap, industrial carpet,
Endless corridors of colluding
conspiring, seizing
life by ripping fabric
self-appointed judge,
jury,
and
executioner
decrees my death,
the prosecution rests,
and the case is closed.
Public defenders reassigned
from the bench.
The defense may not speak,
just accept an unacceptable
verdict.
About the Creator
Harper Lewis
Ekke Ekke Ekke Ekke Ptang Zoo Boing!
Intrusive rhyme bothers me, except as a weapon.
Intertextuality is my passion.
Formalist/ New Critical are my guiding theories.
My words are mine, not a robot’s.
MA English literature, CofC
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