Trapped. A poem.

You’ve trapped me again,
your maze of hedges
and hidden paths
has me wandering,
lost and praying,
searching for myself
and scrying for deliverance.

My head wants out,
each brittle burst of logic
and sedentary reason
tracing a path to set me free.

I may be turned around
for hours
and days
and months
and years,

yet my unfettered heart
will never leave.

.

Steve is a literal starving artist.
Please keep the dream of poetry alive by supporting his worthy cause.

Steve’s first book of poetry, The All or the Nothing, is available now as an e-book from most online distributors. For more information,
click here.

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