It is cool
it is dark
and lonely

It is quiet
they are screaming
I am curled into myself

A dull bulb
Emits a dull light
And makes a dull, buzzing noise

The walls are smooth
A neutral, pale colpor
Bland and blue, they are forgotten

An authoritative voice
Rumbles and roars
Scattering a group of silly young boys
Instructors instruct
Whjile students jot notes
Trying and trying to maske that A-plus

The ha;;s are still
So large and long
So quiet and dreary

A clack of halls
The bounce of balls
The hum of quiet

This is normal
This is everyday
This is routine

When the cages ar eunlocked
The packs come out
Shouting, roaring; bouncing off walls

The process resumes
As it does everyday
Eight times a day

It is cool
it is dark
and lonely

It is quiet
they are screaming
I am curled into myself