On The Loose

15 Jan

Just hang-in a little bit longer.
Enjoy personal freedom. Be
you. But is this allowed?

No, cutter outlawed.

Yeah, hear these creatures too?
Worship pain. Love to fillet. You
know the creeps. Love to cut down,
correct, and “critique,” one-up,

They shave away, paring off
quivering flesh, gloating,
noses turned up. Pretend
they’re your BFF.

When they’re done (and here’s the test) you
feel like a floater in the bowl.

But I’d fly away. No prone posturing
inviting their knife.
I’m not their sub. I won’t take it.
Instead, choose to cut
their noose’s taut knot, & be YOU
on the loose.

Limericist, 2021

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Posted by on January 15, 2021 in Poetry


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