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Burn the box

Untethered, wild, mad My thoughts drown in the dark or are drawn to the stars Ocean floor or the skies above I look for little cracks to pull it all apart I don't color inside the lines It's smudges and torn pages I don't fit inside a box It's dissent and sand storms Don't waste a boundary line around me I carve doors on the edges  Don't build a box for safety I want to burn it all

Burn the box

Untethered, wild, mad My thoughts drown in the dark or are drawn to the stars Ocean floor or the skies above I look for little cracks to pull it all apart I don't color inside the lines It's smudges and torn pages I don't fit inside a box It's dissent and sand storms I will tear your multiple choice papers  Darling, I make up my own tests  I will risk everything, put my life on the line, fall into an abyss if I have to Just so that I can be me Untethered, wild, mad Not elegant, not coherent, not always sensible All that's left of me are my thoughts Sit beside me and I will listen to you battling it I will play the trumpet of victory  if your thoughts are sharp enough to cut mine Don't waste a boundary line around me I carve doors on the edges  Don't build a box for safety I want to burn it all Don't make my options your business I don't play by the rules Untethered, wild, mad All that's  left of me are my thoughts

Fodder

I stay still, soaked in the rains, My pupils freeze, peas and thin ice;   Daggers nail my splintered feet  Tangled roots sprout on mud. When nature steps away The curtain tears away too; Death steps into light; Earth feeds on flesh. We are but proxies, To the forests thinned out, To the bees disappeared, To the cultures destroyed Do you hear the harvest bells toll Stay... No way out of these walls Stay... Pay the price Seeds of new earth Pay the price Fall to rise