Taboo (thou shalt not)

I feel it
Words, a heavy hand,
Anxiety, learned well
Nurtured early.
The body absorbs this reflex and
The mind grows numb,
But really gated, secure
With boundaries, fated
And enslaving.
Life is then a script,
Someone else’s
Monologue, that
We then own.
BUT;
Dogmas come with
Their own ambiguity
Blind spots. Breeding,
Mistrust, distrust,
Lies, killing joy.
Abandoning the
I, the we, the us.
Restraint fosters
Familiar rampancy.
A natural native
Liberty of mind
And body. So we fuck;
With the re-proof
and damnation.
We revoke restrain
And forsake sacrifice.
Joy has many faces, many
Shapes, smells, spaces.
Life is bare, and
Compact curtailed.
And death is too certain
And unyielding.
I shall do; and You?

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