Florence’s Revenge

Florence paused at the door,
“what the hell did you just say?”
and how could you? –
when I’m framed in the doorway

I love being connected
but not immobility
it is a selfish act
to hold me in captivity

you are held hostage in there
your Karma has you wrapped
it will boomerang on you
when you find yourself trapped.

There is a garden out there
Which you will never see
My eyes immersed in the vision
I see your helplessness with glee

First Line Friday