Do Not Entrap Me In Your Cage of Prose
perhaps I can’t
my mind is free
structure gnaws at my mind
claws at my soul
I am a beast
form and style cage me
rhymes are chains
surround my neck
iambic pentameter pins me down
I can die or break free
spill it out
when I write
I run
breaking free
liberation
I need to speak
do not entrap me in your cage of prose
slash your rhymes
empower me
freestyle
This poem is about:
Me