Eavesdropping Through an Office Window

Eavesdropping Through an Office Window


For in depth enlightenment I dare not dream

As my imagination does not venture past these office walls

The childlike wonder choked underfoot of my oppressors

One unblemished shined shoe weighing heavily on my windpipe.

The other pushing down on my chest

My lungs devoid of air, I attempt to speak using a word that only exists when I sleep.

Walls turn into chains

My throne into an anchor

The air thick enough to drown

And I am drowning,

struggling and sinking deeper

Further away

From freedom


Cory Decker


Cory Decker lives in Corner Brook, Newfoundland with his wife and two children.  A lover of books and trees, he has been known to write a poem or two.

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