of prisoners

They’re all bound and chained.
Allowed to breathe
one prisoner at a time.
Admiration’s a darling.
Love is allowed outside a lot.

The others squirm
and fight to be free;
they struggle for air.
If they bother you too much
You tighten the knot.

You keep Indignation,
Contempt, and Revulsion
in separate cells
and give them no food
or water or air.

But Resentment isn’t that easy to control.

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