The Personal Genie – #6 of 365 Poems

Walking into one’s inner cell
wearing the uniform of a rainbow unicorn
yet feeling naked to say the least.

I wonder if this will ever end
Inside there is a sense of peace
that the outside will never know.

And a pain that can only be savored
when you inside-out you

Aha! yes there is the cap
And now I can close the bottle

And then when the Genie asks I will say
“your turn is up dude… You live in there
And I will live outside”