wildness

this growling wildness within
could never be a container tin
I morphed myself partially
to bloom as wildflowers
in my beloved’s
backyard bins
~
sheer joy
in unrepentant growth
can never have anything akin
~
dandelions,
wildflowers
bursting forth
east west south north
attracting buzzing bees
fluttering butterflies
reticent shy moths
~
simply let me be
crazily crooning
freely swaying
holding court
with errant
breezes
~

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