Dancing Running Free

In my head I am dancing
even as I sit behind this desk
and quietly take out the paper and pencil
for the next in an infinite series of tests and quizzes

In my heart I am running free
not shackled to your expectations
not weighed down by your disapproval
of my wanting to go to the bathroom for god’s sake

In my soul I am free
free from the corporate controlled curriculum
and the testing companies that see me as
their next subprime market
and teachers who are desperate to keep me here
so that tomorrow they will have a job
and a country,
the Land of the Free,
where we voluntarily chain ourselves to
the drone of consumerism

The questions you are asking me
will never lead me to the answers
that I will need to find on my own
about how to be a good person in a world
where no one cares

©2016-Art Belliveau

writing is my release 04/07/10

writing is my release--
when
everything gets hard
when
everything gets confusing
when
everything gets frustrating
and
i reach that point of heat inside me

a heat so hot it turns water directly
into steam

the point where
i want to take the next whiney little voice
i hear and rip it out

when i get to the point of violence
i know it is time to write
cause that way no one gets
physically hurt
and
i can take those angry words
those hurt words
those words of rage and pain

now on paper
and
i can rip them up
or
i can shred them
or
i know--BURN THEM!
and
watch my dark emotions
vanish in the light of the fire
and
drift away
with
the smoke

©2010-Art Belliveau