A room’s been built for me
I think
They cubed it
Such by such by such
No closet to incubate monsters
No dark shiny eyes and secret smiles under the bed
The narrow door locks from the outside
And from the inside
Oh, and no window to let in
the unwanted sun.
And, I can get out.
Sure I can.
As long as those creaky hinges
don’t fall to rust.
