wild wonts on an iron will
still alive, still bleeding, still
a warcry for every windmill
shaking like a raindrop,
chanting for a sweepstake,
surging on a pain wave,
howling to the night sky
bars are in the mind's eye
blink, they rust, now I fly
hanging on a silk thread
down upon the endless
breaking out of bondage
climbing down a steep hill,
closer to the fountain,
away from the treadmill,
water on a weighbridge,
torsion for a temptress,
running all directions,
laughing like a madness,
peace without a fortress,
revelling in randomness,
my freedom is a love song,
fleeing in a rainstorm,
no sir, I will not conform
carried through by sunshine,
dreaming into starlight,
happy for a lifetime,
today