UNBOUND ME

Riptides of my dreams

Pulls me back

- And back again

Caught up in that swirl

I rise for air

Then dive again

The dream unfolds as constant

Half asleep

Then half awakened

Either way it's still the dream

One that cannot be forsaken

It is my cause for breathing

Can never waver

Or be shaken

It is my liquid poetry

Bottled up

But never taken

Pull taut at the line

'Til I pull back the slack

I take in

'Til the buoy is the raft

I climb to slake my thirst in

Raft of words

Woven together

Like museum hung tapestries

Fulfill my longings

And desires

Wrapped in layers of my fantasies

Realize the dream for what it is

Simple foresight

Of reality

Finally found

Now that I'm lost

No more self-imposed

Banality

No more constant expectation

To some thing I shan't be serving

No more changing course halfway

I hold the line, no longer swerving

Lost to deliciousness

And the firmness of the moment

Forgave myself to pave the path

No more longing for atonement

Still surprised I let the skeptics

Surround and then confound me

Still surprised I let the lies

Nearly chain and even drown me

Still surprised that in some eyes

I could find the ones who found me

Now I'm strengthened by those ties

They hold me up yet have

- Unbound me

10/9/13