the sun has returned me to safety
infinite shadows had haunted me
poetry and verbosity
the lack of intuition is an atrocity
i wish it did not bother me but it does
smudge the altar
tug on your t-shirt
and wear this shawl around your neck
it will protect you from the wolves
your dampness deflected
those radioactive isotopes
this pimple on my nose
those feelings i disowned
what a sad sad poem
so remove those spectacles
and place them on your nightstand
the moment is at hand to face our fragile faults
so many more than i had hoped
i am frustrated by this relationship
i no longer want to placate the truth
i demand emancipation now
so remove those chains
free is my soul
no more shall i be controlled or contained
neither enslaved nor bound to your person
make way i will find my own path
out of this darkness
stand back and let me walk
proud and tall i am skilled at maneuvering
its futile to try and restrain me
simply watch as i walk out the door
no more tiny compromises
i shall own my soul and my destiny
i awake from this dream of entrapment
palaces of anguish topple to the ground
the earth is awash with flames
if we were heroes we’d get on our horses
and roam the countryside
these lack of rhymes are so refreshing
from now on i will be expressing
my truth only in prose