I have a seed of wildness. When i put it
to the dirt of my poisoned mind it takes
just a moment for madness to appear.
Then i stand back ant let it blossom.
That dissy view makes me feel unsafe
like understanding that its too late to stop
the process. The creator becomes a victim.
But the best part of it is knowing that
i'm not hooked. So as i have some other
seeds of wildness... the dirt of mind becomes
a forrest. All the values disappear. They say
i'm dying as a human. and finally i let them
call me beast. They don't and cut my forrest
by shouting - kill the beast inside you! Let your
demons fly! and i find my instincs howling back -
why - should - i?!