One unexpressed, no more, no less
than one, will always be itself...
Rules of individuality:
1. One marches to the rhythm of one’s heart.
2. One strikes out on one’s own without regard
for anything another has to say.
3. One finds one’s way. In time one will get by
without the other, and in time the hurt
will turn to numbness even as the heart
grows cold and indifferent. Inevitably
4. One beats a drum that’s distant and devoid
of poetry, and then eventually
the beating stops. Another heart is broken.
These are the rules that keep the self-employed
Indentured to themselves, sounding the token
Cadence of one who dreams of breaking free.
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