Tethered
Tethered to a sandman’s chair
Oblivious and yet aware
Who would think or know
Abstraction would be a show
Of endearing love and such care
Nonetheless fingers crossed in air
Cuffed and bound no escape
A tethered rope invisible stake
Yet here I sit and simply stay
Sandman’s victim on this day
Seeking freedom from this curse
Laiden bare within a hearse
Run my soul and free yourself
Brass cross entangled on the shelf
Feathers from high talk to me
Angels whispers to set me free
Run run my freed soul
Whispers peak to make me whole
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