Smooth and Claustrophobic

I’m afraid today’s poem isn’t particularly cheerful (not like the previous ones were drops of sunshine either). Well, I suppose all the stress is finally catching up with me… Now then, a lune, as per today’s prompt. I wrote another couple lunes two years ago, and those have a considerably more hopeful tone to them, so check those out instead, if you’d rather read something uplifting.

(DAY 4)

Illustration for E.A. Poe's "The Pit and the Pendulum" by Harry Clarke (1919).
Illustration for E.A. Poe’s “The Pit and the Pendulum” by Harry Clarke (1919).

The Mouse Trap

No more corners
or angles to hang onto –
just slippery circles.

Even my palms
have been rubbed smooth of
their many lines.

All the bridges
are burnt now. So why
am I here?

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