my Self
feet sifting through the sand

i just want to talk is all - aye, words pouring lava into the bored plains,
aye, uplift and soar, but beyond, away, aside from that
my Self
that i could hear it silent,
untainted by the world
my Self
gilded, solid and unshakable
my pride
law to gather sheep
master
divinity
arrogance a word i left where mere words crowd
i just want to talk is all
where the danger days
must speak
must speak
rattling through my ways
gone, but
i
have
my self
blazing
undefeatable