i need my wings..

i know i need to write
in words lies my deliverance
yet they remain inside me
like still, unborn children
in protest of life
in protest of fate
refusing to release me.
i need simple words
that will set me free
from this inane obscurity
hidden behind the miasma
of an insane popularity
that I do not wish for
that I do not want for
all that I want now
is my set of word-wings
and a wide open, blue sky…

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