Amnesty

Almost strapped into

This hard beast of a seat

I enter the afternoons

Delirium

With thoughts of speckled eggs

Hummingbirds pulsing through

Sunlight energy

Isn’t it enough

I gave myself on the rack to you

Victimized my soul

Buried by the paws of a scented dog

Denied and stuffed and denied

Wide open possibilities

Far from the cradle

the scrub brush and the hairbrush?

There’s no telling how far it will go

Or where it will end up

It is endless and talking over

Lines that have snapped

is impossible

Drenched in nature

My drug of choice

Stars circle inside my head

Drift down towards the pineal

Sparking and releasing something

So full of hormones, molecules,

magic

And oblivion

Possibility and prison

And the clock

tick tocks

Marching music for the malady

Of the grinding soul survival