11 May 2011

Cage

Clauses grow in my head
of a routine kind
Seeking asylum in the depths
of my subtle mind
Ideas implanted wistfully
adjourn the cares of today
As the rules and regulations
start to fade away
To rid myself of capture
I open, retrieve, and bend
Apart from my wire cage
I am free to ascend
Out into the world I fly
with thoughts of cages past
No more crossing my mind
As I move away so fast

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