Close off shut in is there life to be had perhaps yes perhaps no there is no way to know forward but to move I can only know by trying so I ask myself then the world and you if I came inside threw the locks for good let them rust in their screws lost inside would there be a place if I chose with oil can and screw driver in hand to remove them and step outside in a decade would there be a place I’d find where people would light up their eyes and crease their lips into a smile so happy to see that I had reentered a live or would I pry open this rusted lock the door falling from its hinges with a great thud and see the final hems of skirts and slacks fleeting from the beast that’s become me on the inside hiding in my becoming will I bring a wisdom from this travel behind locked doors out into a world welcoming and kind so graciously eager embracing my reentry or would there be a brick wall build just outside my door as it opens to tenement blocks corporate growth a commercial structure bricked high to the sky there just outside my inside which way would it go if I were to for a decade search for the life that it seems has been promised to me if only I seek it out and have faith to fulfill some mystery only findable when one steps out to try I believe contrary to all contemporary belief that there are entire lives possible not getting sucked into the outwardness we are told is real life but oh my what if I am all wrong and instead of life inside I find the gravitational force of wisdom gets locked on the other side of my trust
