freedom
May 15
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from the diner of clichés
you summon a word
a lens
an eye
a sword
— freedom
it arrives on a orange scooter
in an metallic box
insulated and cold
— freedom
it finds you
indefinitely guilty
perpetually in debt
the very debt you paid back sevenfold
in silhouetted blood
in stencilled gold
— freedom
a traitorous hero
a principled coward
a genuine fraud
created
in the image of fear
from the clay of phobia
with the scent of mould
— freedom
all in the same box
insulated and cold
