no exit

oh how you dream of
greatness
the elusive
machismo
hands high
undulations of adoration
the promised land
the milk of mothers
honey drip
from tip of tongue

oh how you dream
freedom
happiness
justice
the righteous men
in rightful places
belonging
the elusive
sensitivity
the tip
of the iceberg

cast off
yourselves
like damp jackets
clinging
to shoulders
wishing
to be broader
to be bigger
to be
the elusive
best

throw yourself out
palms upheld
a prayer
a cheer
a hooligans salute

maybe little
boy you will
fly

perhaps lost
boy you will

unshackle
(are these chains
that clasp
the hands
at the crossroads)

(mothers milk)
(fallen women)

drift

out
to sea

float

out

like wax
on waves

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