Solitairy Confinement

Bloody Red, Forbidding Black

Lying on the white

The King, he frowns

The Queen, she cries

The Ace and Jack are grim

Hostile Frozen Faces glare

They take, they grab, they multiply

Whirling, Swirling, Suffocating

Transfixed, Imobile, Terrifying

Bloody Red. Forbidding Black

Lying on the white.

This poem is about: 
Me

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