Dead End

Posted on August 18, 2003 in Book of Days Neighborhood

Note: This is part of a series based on exercises from A Writer’s Book of Days. It’s something of a rebellion against the Friday Five and similar tupperware content memes.

Today’s topic: At the other end of the street.

At the end of my street are a sidewalk, a hedge, and a wall. The sidewalk is for people to walk upon, the hedge for illusion, and the wall to keep us condominium lowlies from walking into the adjacent townhouse development.

The other end is open and leads to the route by which we escape our enclosure or come to it when we flee our jobs or the marketplaces.

“It’s one prison to the next.” Who said that? I look down into night’s tar soup in my head and see no one.

How rude of the voice. This is where the talk should be of windows and opportunities, roads taken and avoided. And it runs its knuckles around the steel bars surrounding the swimming pool. “See? It’s a cage.”

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