I see an entrance
I see an entrance
to the forest
many possibilities invite
:- Doug.

I am sentenced
prison years are sure
I can do—nothing
hope is gone
a curtain rises
:- Doug.
Somewhat like Havel in prison fighting himself to make his letters “complicated and thorny” to get them past the censors, so we each are in a prison of our own making fighting to get out past our censors a letter. Becoming human is just such a “clumsy search” for one self.
:- Doug.