Shiny Metal Prison Poem by Matthew Densley

Silently waiting,
And watching,
There's no-one,
And nothing,
For hours on end I will sit here alone.

Here inside my car,
A prison,
A temple,
A refuge,
Far away from my social existence.

Here I can spend my time in willing and blissful ignorance

Hate's too strong a word,
As for love?
Far from it,
The truth is,
I feel nothing for the world beyond me.

I care not for them,
their issues,
Their problems,
Their worries
And in truth, I barely care for my own.

In my silver shiny metal prison is where I belong






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