The Cage I

byLauren Hynde©

this grandeur of not having it
is lesser than not yearning for

and if the fee for existence is grandeur
count me out
I will not exist
I will not exist even against grandeur

I was born air
shaped into people

I was born light
shaped into people

I do not comprehend myself
I breathe myself
I see myself textual

this shape of people averts me from being air
averts me from being light

and I was born air in spite of this shape of people
and I was born light in spite of this shape of people

I was born before myself
before this shape of people

I was grand before being born
into this shape of people

but this shape of people doesn't let me be grand

this is my cage
this is the cage of my own making
this is the cage that keeps me pacing about in the smallest possible space

I don't want to break out

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