In this Ministry of Love

we have betrayed each other
in the bright light
without barbed wire, steel doors,
or machine guns.
We laid out cages of boredom, ingratitude,
and dishonesty.
All cages leading to Room 101.
Here in this room my tears are shed
on mirrors, memories, and a dark vault;
Words are spoken that you will never hear.

Prompted by:
Flash 55 PLUS!
Greetings to all poets and friends.
It is time for the Flash 55 Challenge! The rules of this prompt have not changed: Write a piece of poetry or prose on a subject of your choice in precisely 55 WORDS.

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  1. Kerry O'Connor

     /  February 6, 2017

    This is a most evocative piece of writing.

  2. Where have you been hiding your words from me?! They resonate

  3. Confession is the humility that leads love back to love. The inversion here is a perfect response to the challenge!

  4. … room 101 – not where one wants to stay..


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