
SLAVE TO FREEDOM
Summer sun drifting down
across boy stumbling over
deep fresh grass water that
cools & curls between his toes.
The cricket sprinkler hum of
in sex summer sound effects
sooths & saddens boy's hard
& heaving smiling complexity.
Boy looks down with inner rumblings
wonderings fumblings running away
without ever moving soothing sound
affects him; crumbling.
Tears well up & out for boys untouched
& boys unknown unloved unreachable
run down across his boyish face;
melding man with frozen child.
The sunshine glare -
He's frozen there -
This drumming hardon -
This boy who cares
for more than what he can express -
Can not confess
or understand what drives him on -
Can not caress
Till this day's gone.
© MARCH 5, 2001 By Jason Wright