Starvation
Steel cage, this fence
of clouds releasing bars
of sun, a wall
over spring
I wish the other side
for myself, tomorrow
fancy flight into light
no feathers no wings
just dream and air beneath me
neighboring mountains slide
beneath the gray of moving clouds
showing momentary gaps
of a white-toothed smile—
fresh snow spotted hills
whose underfoot crunch
no longer exists to my ears
a fleeing terror at noonday
forces me from the confines of a
whirring humdrum and overwarm
lethargy, my modern cave
into a full-out run, breakneck
speeding toward the horizon—
any distant place unprotected from
nature’s beautiful crushing
of human domain.
I want away, alone if need be,
but unfettered confines
will be my sun, moon,
sky and air, my next
breath.
I will not feel the end-tug of leash
to run my length
in shallow breaths of
another’s span.
I wish for the strength to starve
on my own.
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