Sans Boundaries

I admire
the fearlessness
of a world
without fences

Choices

even an option untaken
is mourned when
no longer an option

Double-Edged

Thy grin is a sword of alabaster —
I’d turn my throat gladly upon it.
Lest thou think to do me harm,
I would bid selfish reprieve.
In life, thou hast claimed me,
Yet death rusts thick chains
And grants all freedom dear.

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Art Illusion

On tin stars the spotlight shines
To blind the eyes
And give free reign to imagination
That smile might hold a thousand words
That dream made of cardboard
Takes on shadow and depth
And for a moment, breathes dragon’s fire