So secure
With a lock on the door
No fear of a boot
Or a hatchet or more
To tear it all down
The walls that you’ve built
And drag you outside
To kneel in the silt
A Poetic Dive into the Creative Unconscious
So secure
With a lock on the door
No fear of a boot
Or a hatchet or more
To tear it all down
The walls that you’ve built
And drag you outside
To kneel in the silt