Ran out of space.
The margins closed in.
Lines tightened around vowels.
Compositions.
Poems,
Love Songs,
Their grip choking life
out of each word.
Spreading over the hard covers
of the notebook.
Around coils,
pens,
pencils and colors,
Over a stainless-steel desk,
White walls,
Concrete floors,
cracks and holes,
over metal doors,
Tiers,
metal steps,
Life spread,
over each cage.
With every word,
every word,
My pen displayed.