He opened his eyes
through a glassy film of tears and glass he gazed
focused on a square of bricked light
static, staying his gaze remained
an echo, the door, a thump
food
tighten, then relax
the contact lost
sitting, then standing on the floor
moving closer, closer to the wall
glaring through the gap
towards daylight
morning
a new day
they remained, the walls, the wire, the glare
he sighed and turned
his body turned and moved toward the door
he felt his knees bend
two hands clutched a tray
he turned
his body turned toward
a constant companion
a bed
