the necklace

that necklace is pretty.
though i was told to stay away,
i can’t wait to put it on me.

i have a burning desire to flee;
i’ve been here since last May.
... that necklace is pretty.

the necklace is knotted in three
with the consistency of hay.
i can’t wait to put it on me.

there are other places i’d rather be,
but to get out, there’s only one way.
... that necklace is pretty.

maybe maybe maybe i’m crazy
the necklace on the ceiling sways.
i can’t wait to put it on me.

today is the day i’ll be free,
i think as i rub the fray.
... that necklace is pretty,
i can’t wait to put it on me.