Impetuosity
A feeling that can only be described in
one word
Hands grasp
each other searching for comfort with a strangled hold
Each
knuckle changing its hue so that their ghosts can cringe at the color
The heart beat’s pace quickens in
the moment the wind moves across skin
Thus leaves it
quivering under its cage,
Glazed blue
eyes glance at the wall
Scrutinizing
as hours devour minutes and minutes consume seconds
Pointed
fingers grasp at time and hold it hostage against the vacant white walls that back
their crimes.
Covered toes
keep rhythm as unheard music runs through the floor
causing the blood
to run faster through the tunnels towards their mother,
The mind’s eye sends love letters
with flashes of light through the super highways of red and blue,
Hoping
that the messages are received
The
lungs expand in preparation and as the jolt moves around each balloon as
It races forward towards the mouth and to make a smile form,
The love letter
from the brain comes out in the form of spoken word:
Finally,
Freedom.
