Glass-Bound by Ajeeti S

     I know this space.
      Every side of it.
The plant in the corner doesn’t move.
      The castle isn’t real.
I’ve been inside it a hundred times.
 
            I turn.
          I turn again.
Because that’s all there is to do.
 
    They come close,
  press their faces to the glass.
       They look,
    like they know me.
     Then they leave.
 
         I don’t.
 
        I sleep.
I eat what falls from above.
     I swim in circles.
 
The water is always clean.
        Too clean.
No mud, no current, no sound.
 
But I remember something—
     not a place,
     it’s a feeling.
Like the world used to be bigger.
 
     That’s what hurts.
      Not being here.
       But knowing
     there was more--
          once.

Ajeeti S is a banking professional with a passion for poetry and painting. She explores creativity beyond numbers through verse and visual art.

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