All imprisoned but me,

The One free

to come or go as I please.

Except for the man in the park. No--

--he is not free.

I am drawn as moth to fatal flame
to the man.

I wish he could leave the park.

He would ask what I meant by 'the park.'
The park is his addiction.

Physicians are to blame.
But it is what it is.
He should use what he has to fix it.

They did what they did
not care if he got hooked.

Now what can he/we do about it?

There is a really cool guy in there.
I've met, befriended, and resisted him.
But part of me did not want to.