Friday, April 1, 2016

unchained

sometimes the noose
around your neck was tight,
other days
loose, almost to the point where
you felt you could slip
out of it.
it's not that you didn't
like the married life.
but there were days,
when you wanted to run
free, like a wild
dog, over the fence,
off the chain, chasing
something you've seen
in the woods.
how times have changed.
it's all you do now, is run,
and chase, the noose untied
and gone.

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