diogenespersonified's blog: "Richocets In The Brainpan"

Teeter Totters

The veins and arteries bound and woven tight

Makes for a pulsing, throbbing, slippery tightrope

Over rusty razors and shattered glass glistening bright

I strive to balance, overcome the winds and cope

Make my way across this gaping divide

Trying to find a way to escape their calls

Wanting only peace and stillness inside

Clutching to overcome my failures and falls

I hear deep within my breast, a sudden feline roar

It voices a command, the collar and leash to slip

I unfold my forgotten wings, let go, on the winds do soar

Winds no longer buffet, my feet no longer have to grip

No blood and barbwire perch strung out for me to crawl

No more heavy stones and bronze bars to overcome

No more gilded cages, no more frozen containing walls

I glide towards my horizon, follow my own drum