The Coliseum  


These coliseum cliffs encroach

In staggering circles

Exits barred, crowds cheering

Lions licking lips

When bothering to look

The sand beneath my feet

Deep, a smothering quicksand 

Of crushed bones, stolen dreams

A brutal dispersement of truths

Backed by force

And as I look high to tempestuous skies

I realise

There is no leaving this place

I’m trapped 

There is no leaving this place

I’m me for ever

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