Epicentric

Sound bombards
assaults the senses
like a lover’s call
parting the waves of the sublime
somehow mocking time
foregoing the necessity
of rhyme
breaking formal law
destroying expectation
with one hand to heaven
and the other to hell
a forced acquaintance
an unnatural stance
so let the tone define
the meaningless
let the waves be also
particles
and disavow
everyone, everything, every rule,
every procedure, every myth, that
haunts to constrain us
taunts to debrain us
ultimately failing to shame us
be epicentric
and self-metered
be without judgment
be a life without bounds
be not led but lead
be unwilling to compromise
when they plead
for you to stand in line
when they cry that you make them feel
uncomfortable
anxious
when you walk your own path
be free
be free
be free
be no longer cuffed to group ideals
embrace chaos with a moral compass
live a life less fleeting
live alive and
be not owned
think hard on what it is
you really own
be a mystery to the world
and only then
will you have been
to thine own self
true.