Wild
God save me from the curse of domesticating aunts!
King Lear reign undisputed on my domains
Dervish whirl and send tumbleweeds scudding
across my landscape and stir clouds of life itself!
Flail! Wail! Spread my sail! Wild prevail!
Throw open the door and leave curtain peeping
to civilized men, better able to cope with
preserving fear that itself kills at the end!
Let me die thrust through by life’s steel
and let others die of staph infections bestowed where
swords graze left them wide eyed at the end in fear
of the realization of what they missed.
© 6/13/00 Bart Breen
I'll have to read it truly to
I'll have to read it truly to understand this great poem