unchained
you roam the earth,
you are a wild
eyed
dog
running through
the brush
and briar
of fields
that stretch
before you.
no fence, no
walls
can keep you
now that you've
tasted
what water
is on the outside,
what food
is what
air is.
your freedom
has pinned
you into a corner.
unable
to ever go back.
Tuesday, October 28, 2014
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