sometimes
poetry prisons me
into having to be a soft, gentle breaking thing.
talking about butterflies and waves.
my writings are not obliged to pass a beautiful message
or to make stars in your eyes.
I often need to write
only to set my own self free
to write about the absurdity of life and everything in it
about my rage and the ugly sides of me
or sometimes about wanting people
to get the hell out of my horizon.
Me Water and Wind 