What new thing can I think today?
Turning away
Twirling
I become the gust of thought
That initiates change
What new thing can I be today?
I move between the lines between the boundaries into the boundless
That knows no end to love and spontaneous assertions of being
Freeing the encapsulated energy that creates enemies
Decapitating the lies that sit on facts
Our blood carries the facts of history not on the page
Drama; a commodity in a culture
that has been stripped and pasteurized
Domesticate ourselves or die brutal deaths
no more
