you say you want to be free

you say you want to be free.
have you any idea how
difficult that is?
to choose for yourself
and to act upon that freedom?
to un-clench your fingers
from around the throat
of what you think you know
and open your hands
your arms
your abused and corrupted
heart
instead to an
uncertain and treacherous sky?
freedom

is not easy.

freedom rages against everything
built into the culture you are immersed in
which wants to keep you bound.
everything
wants you hooked to it. addicted to it.

upon your knees at the click of the heels
of it.
it takes a ferocious spirit
one with nails and bones and teeth
to be free.