Still Free

And though i speak rebelliously
in fact I do nothing
i sit here on my bed looking out over the valley of cottonwoods
not a soul in sight

for days i sit
my true rebellion is in my refusal to submit to a lie that paralyzes the world
like a tuft of grass i sway with the wind
still free

April 2020, Tobin Owl

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