Late Night Poetry – #reallyshouldbesleeping

I don’t want to live in a world like this

A world with no sorry. No goodbye.

Just slipping and tripping and saying like this

A world with fences

Bubbles

Soft, smooth toys

I don’t want to live in a world like this

A world with boundaries

And risks too terrifying to face.

I want to live in a world

With breath

Freedom

Courage

Smiling children

And

This

This thing we call responsibility

No one else is going to take it away from you

Rise for you

Be you

Just you

 

 

I want to slip

Slip

Into

And

Out of

This

This aching, sweeping, needing hunger

I want to turn it off

And turn in

Tune myself to another station

And not see

What I see

What you put before me

I want to sweep all the joy in

The laughter

And leave behind

Those

Those

Things

Strings

Toys

Made of Men

Made of sorrow

 

 

 

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