330–Chain Breaking

it’s a curse i tell you knowing
what no one wants to hear
i smooth my tongue out
brush off the sandpaper
texture take some honey
and place it over the words
that come from my third eye
and knowing heart i don’t know
how to get this word out
without the burn of truth
something i have learned to love
that firey unwanted power
that breaks every ball and chain
burns through the rope i have
tied to my ankles and warms
me burning my furniture and my clothes

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