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:
I love this take on the prompt. A great poem.
"My sanity is catching" - love this line.
shaun/tenzenmen