POETRY: Asylum of Perspective
- Samantha Vauter
- Oct 22, 2015
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Updated: May 3, 2021
October 22, 2015
Asylum of Perspective by Samantha Vauter
You said to me, at a golden, mid spring sunset, that if I press my face against the chain link fence, it is as if we are not caged in two stories high on the c
ement roof, of a cold building, that we are contained in until we can convince them that we are okay. Yet, this is the most sane I have ever felt, standing next to someone whom I hav
e known for only a few days, with our faces against steel wire while the world goes on behind our backs. I can pretend that I am standing barefoot in crisp grass while the s
un sets upon me. I can finally see the world for what it naturally is, and not for what my mind thinks it is. And it is true, that I could, for a moment, imagine this freedom.
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