Sunday, November 07, 2010

Return

I thought if I closed the door
On what led me here
I could escape
That I might go backwards
Unlearning what damned me
To compassion for idiocy
My own and others'
I could escape illusion
To stand tall in stark Reality
No longer complicated
With the dreams and desires
For a newer, better prison

JM

1 comment:

keed said...

poignant piece.