no more walls
no more walls
as a small child i collected garbage
carried it with me all day
every day
slept with it all night
every night
like a good little
up and coming bag lady
growing older and stronger allowed more garbage collecting
with arms over full
it piled on my head
until i could carry no more
started building walls with all my garbage
the more built
the more collected
my walls climbed high and grew dark
unstable against the cold winds hurling
those beautiful walls caved in around me
hit rock bottom in pain
buried by stinking rotten garbage
paralyzed for a long time
gathering strength
starting to squirm under the wait
bits of garbage tumbling aside
i can see light
again
maybe
just maybe
if i keep squirming
i can free myself of all this garbage
to stand tall
stretch
run free
no more garbage
no more walls
Thanx for stopping by. See you soon.
