Old habits
with malevolent memes
tell me I’m crazy
I have no place
mucking about with the
human race.
As fascination leaves me
brilliant haze
oh! look! at the wonderfulness
dancing, prancing,
no consciousness
but of beauty and fun
no pressure, no expectation
light as air
practical as rain.
I am my own ambition to be realized.
Not a yoked beast,
but a child,
wild and free,
turning conundrum in
to be of service
to the muse
of my own creation.



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