On Writing, Sept. 2014

Soul paces unsatisfied
Bound in this body.

Mind rages
Beats fists against the doubt.

Heart bucks, thrashes, fights
To cast off ties and tethers.

My head is loud. Loud with
Shadows that menace and
Drifting dunes of truth.

Below above inside outside always
A bass beat deep like war drums.
A storm that never quiets.

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