Once or so will do

The word cuts short

But the feelings lie true

Like a shifting twig against the skin

You’ll remember

With a fresh, visual sense of thin

Thin doesn’t quite fit

Unless you scream yourself in

Or score the hollow pit

But I meant to say goodbye

Even though I seethe

An actual bye

The rage is uncanny

I fall apart from truth

I can’t rely inside it’s insanity

It’s a movement

The same way branches part

Swiftly, with a hush

She speaks with a woe of wonder

And rationality

Like a swing

Back, and forth, and back again

Her heart, the same

Back and forth

Like the world is her stage

Like the world is ready to listen

And it is

Push; Rid yourself

Shake away all that you believe

A rust colored wrench wrapped

By your stubborn breath

The fire fades away

And the warmth

Crimson falling, out of touch

Retracted limbs bring answers

Buried with an additional thought

How strange it is to finally be free

Like the freedom that tickles your neck or

Trickles down your spine, hot, like a July day

The freedom of spoken words

Impossible to contain once released

In the air, that’s the secret

Invite it to dance on your tongue

Or desiccate your flesh

Scream into the air, scream into freedom and

Be free