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.

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