Up In Smoke
Time is up
Those people in white coats
Are here for us– for you
You claim
Those bleached walls are no longer our prison and that
You freed us
But too many people were hurt
And now
They are coming for us– for you
I pause, looking at the glass building that used to contain us
A rabid grin on my face
That I don’t recognize
That they don’t recognize
They only see you
They only say your name
I didn’t do those things– you did
I wasn’t even there
I don’t even like fire
The spark,
The blaze,
The inferno,
Why are you still here?
They want me, not you
They see me, not you
They don’t call your name anymore
They call mine.
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