Shackled

Shackled by links of chain
from the past, always the
past, he tries to break free —
flailing his arms and legs
as best he can and cursing
to the heavens, but the
chain does not break,
only a bit of trust between
them is chipped away
by the swinging links
of chain and the terrible
timbre of his voice — now.

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