“We’ve Trapped Ourselves” — Noah Roberson ’22

We’ve trapped ourselves in an ornate vessel
Sparkling like a bottle on the sea 
Filled to the brim with what we wrestle
The loneliest lock that exists without a key

In the back of our minds like a virus unchecked
Drenched from the rain before i have seen the sun 
Exposed to cracks you would never suspect

But, the bottle will break
Shattered by some greater power
With it our hearts no longer ache 
Finally our love can devour

We’ve built a life on the ashes of what has come before 
Where we can at last sit, liberated for evermore