Dreamed escape
I am beside myself.. I've always loved that expression.. beside myself.. like I could step out and escape the dungeon of myself and look at me or look at the the world without my filtering dullness!.
Two of my FAVorate people died this month.. you know I
think you are freeer than me.. I am so LOCKED into what
I must be; exits cross-barred and bolted fast.
But you choose freedom.. to do as you please.
Yes, you get in trouble.. but you get that moment of freedom,
fragrant and fertile..
NOT that I am simplicity and spotless innocence..
some times i feel the fraudulent imposter..
outside bright Cézanne, inside dark Proust..
restless thoughts, all temptations armed, like secrets of some ocean deep.
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