Challenge
Write a poem about anarchy, being free, etc. in 100 words or less
I’d like to hold our thoughts
Is it wrong...
to want this Independence
and long to be possessed?
to be Part
of a World-in-progress to
halve the Self ’n seal it up
tight without
sliver of doubt in between
clouding things that scream
as obscene
like poverty of can do spirit
and lack of naked gratitude
for insight
into please and to welcome
in tangible good nights
across the darkness
of our countrysides strangely
familiar, dependent, yet free
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