Escape

Tortured by the husking fruitless

Daily crush of energy marauders

Vexing, ever vexing and

Flexing brawny sinuous flesh,

Flaunting faux powers in feckless faces.

Pity the fools.

 

I close my eyes,

Lower my expectations and

Wait for sweet dreams

To invade my property.

Oft times comes easy,

Approaching angelic.

The bully backs down

Looking elsewhere for folly.

Prison bars soften and the gates open wide

As velveteen breezes offer their wings

Leaving me free to escape to Nirvana

Where honey flows free

And roses e’er bloom,

And thoughts are but whispers

Born on the wind.

 

I will linger here a while to

Follow the dream,

Seize the ring.

No misgivings for time well spent.