18.12.22


jarred wokeinasudden to the noise of iron bolts thrown
                                                              not moving eyes wide he lookedround
no bars pale concreteblock walls 
his bedroom
               There there he mumbled quieting himselfyet  in the nextmoment wondered Prison 
                                                                                                       Is this a prison

0816,  Sunday,  18  12. 22

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