January 15–21 ❘ Great and Spacious

Jan 15

Great and Spacious

You think you’re eating fruit,
but all I see is insubstantial air.
You pantomime a feast,
children playing at nonsense.

Your narrow mind
only comprehends strait paths
while the whole world lies
abroad, a sweet mystery

to savor. I want to gorge
on warm security of wealth,
respect from the reputable,
room to move about and choose.

I’ve had my fill of your visions,
sick of exhortations and mock love
forged from constraint.

Listen to me now
as I roar from my window.

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