Inebriated with apathy
yet free from nonchalance
where is the non-thought?
words leap with reckless endangerment
taut with anchors and holds, fraught
the limpid truth stings
confides in me of a privileged whole
uncorrupted, from the soul
“Should’s” indecency skulking,
shackles broken at the bones wring
To escape the raging winds,
be full and free with the madness of joy
clear the lightning of destruction
Release me from your ploy!
I defy you world, by yielding
to my bashful innate self
laughing, sighing, weeping, flying
Passions sought feelings felt
gentle glory discharged completely
blessed to love, to live, cavort,
I ask myself sincerely, sweetly
What is it you court?