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Freedom in Chains
I'm a twisting metal vine
Amongst this broken lattice
Rusty thorns scratching
Scattered parables
In old withering wood
That one day will fade
Like all else
Wick leaves rustling softly
Dancing in the wind
Freely as a tethered dog
Caterpillar bitten holes
Silently protest
Their lack of filling
As the sun rises and falls
Only when the leaves snap
And flutter to the ground
Like a butterfly with a broken wing
Only then is it dust to dust
Just as it should be
In this
I am free
Amongst this broken lattice
Rusty thorns scratching
Scattered parables
In old withering wood
That one day will fade
Like all else
Wick leaves rustling softly
Dancing in the wind
Freely as a tethered dog
Caterpillar bitten holes
Silently protest
Their lack of filling
As the sun rises and falls
Only when the leaves snap
And flutter to the ground
Like a butterfly with a broken wing
Only then is it dust to dust
Just as it should be
In this
I am free
Published 30th Jan 2015
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30th Jan 2015 1:21am
31st Mar 2015 4:45am
Anonymous
8th Feb 2015 10:40pm
Wonderfully penned KFH. Much enjoyed. Your style has certainly attracted my attention. You've got yourself a new follower.
31st Mar 2015 4:45am
