Freedom Rings

I found heaven in the midst of my rib cage

my soul flew out like migreating crows

so suddenly afraid of home.

My foes didn't know what to do

with the remainders

so they took my hollow skeleton

and wore my fingertips around their necks

like recucled pears

and excavated moonstones.

The emptiness felt fulfilling,

I no longer had to carry a burdened body

with the bellows of my spirits.

I stood tall with out feet.

God told me he admired my amputated memories.

I smiled with the air

let the stars guid me up 

and let the earth go

no more ropes

and no more chains,

Just "me".

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