Too Cozy

I’m insulated, wrapped in jacket

that confines my arms,

protects me from the swings

I bring upon me

when I’m inappropriate.

In the shelter of my mind,

my actions are in keeping

with the words that wiggle 

through the trapdoors 

of my thinking.

Take cover when 

you’re in my sight,

your mind will take a beating.

I’m no refuge in the night.

My sanity is catching.

inspired by:

https://amanpan.com/2024/09/03/moonwashed-weekly-prompt-sheltered/