one day I will be oh-
so tall and with my gathered tears
i will build a water wall
nor paddle nor wind for I
will be flying
with a cast of all those with prisoner tongues marching behind me.

a rib cage is a prison for the heart

it’s intentions of protection
are misguided

caged - like its name - away
from the touch of a human hand,
cold and separated from warmth

so, as with any lonely thing -  
it turns pale, grey, and withers away

until there is nothing left to protect
in the first place

Life is disguise
trust not what's before your eyes

A sentence, any sentence
should be void of pretence

Even the best scholar does not score
    the enlightened person understands more

The most profound lessons
      are found in solitude
      beyond thought and reason
      what's there to dispute?

Nothing to vie, defy or deny
  I've abandoned the troublesome 'I'