some would say
I am but a wild heart
looking for a home
and perhaps they would not be
so horribly wrong
after all is a cage still not
a cage
even if the lock is broken
its these tireless emotions
of a tyrant named Want
that need to be over thrown
my heart can only fantasize about
the truth
now that such sweet, sensitive wishes
have been spoken
the light
she casts wisdom even beneath the
roughest groove
allowing me room for little if nothing
anymore to not so purposely prove
perhaps indeed
quite alone
I have unknowingly become
that same previously mentioned wild heart
who's looking for a home..............
(March 25, 1997)