The Chiseled Face of Pure Freedom
Plagues &
plagiarism.
The fist-
in-a-
face slam
of a
marching band.
Backlash in
an alleyway,
full moon
over sycamores.
The chiseled
face of
pure freedom
in the
cosmic weave
of things.
Keep at
it long
enough &
they forget
how to
come
for you.
At this
rate soon
there’ll
be nothing
left
to be
sorry for.