Cages are Made

When the bed becomes the white knight
Pillow raised against the world,
And morning in all its unpleasant light
Forces one aground.

Find someone relentless in life-
Swollen with fury and grit,
Set aflame the sheets with strife
Opened cage permit.

Seek an enemy with a brutal tongue
Ask how think of one and friends,
Most times by one's own hands one's hung
Blind to pretentious trends.

Cages are built from unknown threats-
though one can claim to know-
In the heat arise suppressed regrets,
Leaps out an opened window.