A Heist From Hell

I’m in the maze again,
playing what I thought was a
game

the light is too bright  shining harshly through the biggest window so obvious to me  so oblivious you are busy with your cogs twisting inside  thinking of something hurtful to say i’m always embarrassed in this house  this cage, I…

Today, girls and boys soak sugar sacks in gasoline, light and glide them up over the wall, hoping to land their kite bombs in their enemy’s future
grain fields.