Why do you crawl When you can fly? Among the chaos You skitter Directionless As if lacking sight Bumbling, fumbling, stumbling Confused Don’t you know You have wings? Strong, expansive wings The decay that gave you life Need weigh you down no more No longer a maggot Suckling on another’s shame You are empowered To…
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I must open the window, if just a crack. The artifice of this room – the mechanical hum of the refrigerator, the intruding glare of the light bulbs, the manufactured separation – suffocates me. I am ensconced in a straight jacket, ten feet square. An instinctive wisdom greater than myself insists I belong on the…
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