Tainted Freedom in Confession

i don’t know how i got here don’t know how i’ll get back home this weight is just too heavy i’ll soon be broken and alone   her funeral, not the place for this confession but, if not here, then where, or when i have…

Earth 2016

The world is flat with a fence around the perimeter. Braying, mewling people scramble seeking freedom. But no one can be bothered with the gate.