less informational

letting go of the complicated pressures
emanating from the
system built into the foundation of society
selected the obvious way that
if you didn’t know better you would think the same
nine out of ten times you wouldn’t be surprised
furious winds that pursue the horizon
only thing racing away from the sunset
red like the blood from a cut
multiple tracers of the same pictured destination
across the clouds a fractured rainbow
tinted by a prism of frosty window
incredible closed-in cold sort of atmosphere
originated from as far north as you can go
now that is a totally different sort of freedom
as long as you are near it
lets me feel i can break any prison

About jaybeasley2

a writer, a painter, a poet, a wordsmith
This entry was posted in poem, poems, poetry, Uncategorized. Bookmark the permalink.

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s