Poems by
I Am Naagaraa

Is there a way out?

a poem by I Am Naagaraa

“Is there a way out?”
“Is there a way out?”

Everywhere I turn
walls stand

“Bulldoze one
and make your way out.”

“But aren’t there any softer options?”

“Then you’re in love
with the walls
there’s no way out
as long as you’re in love.”

“You’re crazy.
Can’t I work out a compromise
with the walls?
I mean, a big window
on each of the walls
a door too
if one of them agrees.”

“Of course
you can
go out and come in
as a sane corpse.”