The Unfettering

Whistling through blackness True to its orbit Illusion of freedom Wistful eternity Peace in sight But out of reach Searching for doors Where only windows appear Must generate… Escape…velocity Must go faster Must try harder Fighting for inches Unloading foul ballast Smashing oaken doors Their dirty guards slaughtered Profound nourishment Awaiting Kicking like embryo Clawing at billowy membrane Shadowy cocoon falling Away in torn shards Gray-haired infant Buttery with promise No time to remember The rolling blackness Not continuing Just beginning Now