the fragile untamed
By missanthropic
my mind is a wild garden
it's beauty unappreciated by the cultivated landscape of society
random bursts of my colorful fruit
once blossomed beneath our shared sun
their flowers unplucked,
now pruned by the natural order
they so desperately attempt to control - -
fed by the stream they've dammed,
and poisoned with filthy civilized waste
i wither here, beyond the wall
resigned to exile
nurtured by the freedom of a feral existence
for resisting the futility of
this murderous sub?urban expansion
that eradicates those who will not be tamed
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Copyright 2004 missanthropic
Published on Sunday, May 23, 2004.
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On Friday, April 29, 2005, Sin
(1135) wrote:
oh this is lovely and open...very self accepting...transcending societies limitations and being content within yourself is quite a feat..glorious write ~kristy
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On Sunday, May 23, 2004, Savannah
(218) wrote:
I'm not sure what you can call it, but I like it....beautiful