Tuesday, November 20, 2012

Broken Open

The window tells
the end of telling
as it breaks

Wind refuses a message

Outside shatters in

The land cannot approve
or teach. Water cares nothing
for prophecy

Your love, not your fealty

will find expression
when the sovereign
stops granting freedom
to what is free

We will eat, sleep and speak
with others and someday die,
this is all

The last cage standing is your mind

And it, like others, will be defeated

What it seeks to contain
could never be