I am the only one
Who never departs
Unremarked
Each morning I enter
Precisely as I passed
And each night I fall
Negligent into the same
Faithful vestibule
Like a catatonic monk
If it were another’s madness
I would be more obliging
A sympathizing prophet
Willing to claim or dismiss
(Weather permitting)
But so long as the reflection
Is mine cowardice persists
And so long as a cage exists
There is always a tenet
Brimming with fatal intent
And all the money in
The world could not make
The exterior any greener
Than the interior permits
The earth is a cage of sorts
And we stand here reckless
Certain of only one thing
That to clear a passage
For growth is to habituate
To another level of pain