Latitudes

Free Freedom

Freedoms

Ultimately

In plurality

At last from

This Hopelessness

Minds' Servility

To each breath

The longing to

Live at any cost

At others expense

Where do you

Think they are

Heading for

Cant Guess but

Looks like its

Going to after all

Fall

The Gall to

Get Away

With all this

The Minds' Exactitude

And your High Gown

Is torn at its

Shoulder

But then now

It can be told

Yes most

Evidently

That the

Dawn to

Come in a

While

Is just a

Smile Away

From your

Bedpost

Wherever you are

The Grin is there

And that pout

Please dont

The Weather Report

Is bad news

NH 8 is clogged

Fogged out

Nothingness

Is there a

Respite

For them

Why this Release

For us

And them stuck

Out there

What of the

Overdrive

And the Turbo

Gross this

Let it be

Once Again

Let it not

Bleed

Let all Go

After all

This Yearning

Dreaming and

Lost Children

In the Park

Let them

Yes certainly

Call Them Young

Ones the Youth of

All Youths

Back to the

Woods once again

And Everyone should

Their

Latitudes