168 Poem by Morgan Michaels
168
Irrationality-
We didn't so much free it
as open the bars of its cage
clap and stamp our feet
till on its own election, alarmed,
it gained the little door, flew
through the window and away;
a wild thing prefers the wild.
Freed of the need to feed it,
We lived happily ever after.
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