Lost at Sea
Author: lookylouBeing bound
By a bra
A wrist watch
A cell phone
I don't like it
Being on a tight leash
A tight schedule
On another’s calendar
Makes my skin crawl
The freedom
Of a window without shades
An open gate
A full gas tank
Sheds the itchy skin that
Protects me
To be free enough
To fall
To skin my knee
To feel sand between toes
Grass under feet
To give in to the currents
Lost at sea
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Posted: Sun Sep 27, 2009 11:59 AM CST
About this poem:
Sometimes I feel restricted and it manifests itself physically.