oneword: fences

there are fences in the mind
fences that cordon off my thoughts
forming compartments for people
places
things
separating ideas
dividing possibilities
sometimes I wonder what my life would be like
without fences

it is not fair to let things be divided
separated
segregated for no good reason

fences in the mind creating pastures of thought
fields broken
hillsides cracked with artificial airy walls

there are fences in the mind
I seek to pull them apart, stick by stick
post by post
freeing the lumbering thoughts they corral
opening the expanses of thought
bringing to life possibilities

fences fall down

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