oh rebel, to whom are you allied?

your cannons are not empty

how eagerly do you pursue
the muse of the wind
and the delightment in sin

jump from your perch, continually, and do not return
fall by cosmic pull with crossed eyes and quaking breath in delerium
splash into this life and emerge with a scream

for the days are yours
for these trees will blossom again
and the perfume that lures bees will tickle your fire
do not be patient, for nothing will wait


SeraphicWannabe SeraphicWannabe
22-25, M
3 Responses Mar 2, 2009


a wonderful poetic message to YOU. Thanks for sharing

how true!