And with my freedom
bound in quick-wit
and mirrored possessions,
I carved etchings
on stonewall.
Must be something
I can do
when the taming
gets bleak.
When the love
I seek,
hears my valved skull,
I go tourniquet
in the knees.
Removal of raven
from tangled nest,
led by carefully placed
breadcrumbs
back to its perch.
Collecting ticket stubs
in authority of self-value,
I’m a honey and the bee.
I’m a musician who
sells all their merch.
See, success has to do
with unveiling of each step.
Taking pleasure
in the reclamation of walk.
From spoke palo concessions,
Lyrical couplets that bounce
around the 27th chamber
of artistic shared projection.
It’s the turn-key
of the bones
of my fingers
casting shadow
in the scuffled
sprinkler of light.
Watering,
gratefully,
its sources.
Watering,
gratefully,
its sources,
but always
recalling to
lock the door
behind my book-end.
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