BOUND NOT GAGGED
I am vapor formless and thin.
My love passed on beyond my reach,
I contemplate a quick demise.
Forever sleep so easily achieved.
A handful of curious chemicals.
In one mighty swallow I can follow
and find where my lost heart now lives.
No promise, no vowel to any I’m bound.
I dance this Earth solo, feet not rooted.
No soul am I tied. None to lament leaving behind.
I am free, or am I. My fear, my cowardice
Like chains keep me lashed to this Life.
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