*based on peabody's question "Why was my playpen netting replaced with barbed wire? and is that fair?" http://www.poems-and-quotes.com/author.html?id=293379*
Barbed wire fences,
simply crashing to the ground,
for unknown reasons,
not possible to break through,
leaving me with my demons.
*Tanka-unrhymed lines of five, seven, five, seven, and seven syllables*
