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CAGED
Pace left, against unclear winds
Agitation sinks into a system of never ending
She licks her lips
Her eyes are fixed
And endures the burn of courageously hungry
Pace right, through a demented grumble that arises annoyed
Anxious ambitions are hushed
Release is concealed within the steel of silence
She can’t retreat this emotional rush
Pace left, to the beat of a restless core
Revert and revise is whispered in closed circles
These movements become a ritual tread of measure
But her will stands still through impeded muscles
Pace right, shaking the sensation that teases her vision
Her commanding strides soften to the intensity
She fights these images of unspoken everyday
A wanting, a needing that shouldn’t b
-or-
Should it??
