One Two Three (#18/30)

[18. One Two Three...creating a poem out of twelve adjectives! lets see if I can make my idea work. i sort of shifted them out of adjective form though...so that might be cheating... plush royal deep wise weathered resourceful safe warm free blank stunted internal]

a too-warm white room.
no windows, doors, or noise.
No outlet.
No exit.
Too safe.
Stunted, all thoughts internalized
chewed up until they are dry
and empty of wisdom.
just letters in a brain
without the spark to string them.
a magnetic bracelet without its charge
hanging limp
and discarded.

deep in the corner,
where shadows try to loom--
but even those are stifled, leaving nothing but
blank
space--
there grows a warmth.
move toward it, its royal back arching
its plush arms inviting
weathered by the imaginations it has taught to soar

you are resourceful
you will find a way out of that room
that blank
page
write your way free