beyond this place

by agnes obel - 8:17 PM

barbed wire coils itself precariously around the edges of the prison

it can be difficult to tell

what they are trying to keep in,

and what they are trying to keep out

chain-linked fences standing upright as soldiers do.

only what they are told,

only what they have convinced themselves they are built for.

but is anything built for what it ultimately becomes

they have been defined as the single worst thing they have ever done

we don't remember that they are brothers,

husbands,

fathers,

friends.

we don't remember that they are people worth remembering.

it's the sort of thing that reminds them that they once existed beyond this place,

and they still do.

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