71536 Poem by RIC BASTASA
71536
SHAPELESS
i will be leaving
places,
places where the dwellers
always live on rules
i feel like
dammed, you know what
a dam is?
it prevents waters
from falling naturally
walls have always
something or someone to protect
and rules are made
by masters
am no slave.
and i protect no one.
i am water. i take
shape in my own thoughts.
anyway, if you are
free, your shape is
shapeless.
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