I'd be a happy prisoner of war
Freedom? I've never known
how to use it. So don't
give me an empty calendar
and an internet connection on Sundays.
I'm always making
my own handcuffs,
my hands shaking
as I below another day on distraction
so when people speak
of Mao and Stalin
I know it's sick
but I envy those
forced to wait in bread lines.
Lord, grant me a cage with wiggle room
put my back against the wall
force me to be anything other than melancholy.
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Posted Apr 29, 2022, 2:39 PM UTC
One of my favorite things about poetry is its ability to evoke a feeling that already lives inside the reader. For me, this poem did just that. I know that feeling of having too much freedom, and I think you nailed it with some of your images. “Empty calendar” and “internet connection on sundays” are both images/feelings that stir something up without being overly dramatic or wordy. Loved it.
Also the desperation that builds throughout and culminates in the final ultimate plea to the god figure. This poem resonates with me.
I’d also add the way you cut your lines gives it a pacing that matches the tone. Sort of choppy and intense.
One nitpicky criticism - did you mean to write blow rather than below near the middle? Easy mistake to make but I had to pause and re-read to make sure I was getting it right. Kinda interrupted the flow.
It was meant to be blow*! Thanks.