Rebellion

After weeks of stress and unstress,
losing it completely
I'm saying to hell with it
I WANT TO BREAK FREE.

No rhyme and no flow
(cover's ears of the Jeff)
and yes no bloody meter
I can be me.

A way with form
who gives a stuff
when words are what counts.

So keep the uniform
write me a damn sonnet
but not today
make it free, make it free.

Metaphors be damned
its all an oxymoron
today just let it be.

No scanning no beans
just words on paper in ink
and you bet ya ass
it feels good.

© Jem Farmer 2008, all rights reserved.