The Closet

Tucked into the wall

With doors closed protectively

Two wooden guards defending. 

Shielding,

a row of headless prisoners

marching to?

marching from? 

They sag 

and sway in agony.

pressed together

limp.

Some hang crookedly

warped

by 

depression.

Oppression.

Captives

crucified

on a 

clothes hanger.

i hav no idea wat i was thinking wen i wrote this.. im a district poetry contest veteran, and this got me my first humiliating second place.  jk. I'd post more, but im having technical difficulties.  more to come!  

I'm very happy to brag 3 followers!  Thanx guys!  Sorry I really haven't gotten into the habit of posting... I'll try to do more!  So here's a post summing up my summer:  boring!  Though I read some great books (Lord of the Flies (freaky), The Curious incident of the dog in the night-time (awesome) and the shining (which kept me up half the summer) :))  Also I saw some great movies :  Julie and Julia, Public Enemies, and actually, G-force was raaaather cute!  I told one of my followers i write poetry, so im going to try to post some now.  until then!