About griddy
there is a voice inside
a gaping red lipsticked mouth
and it calls and it sings and
wails for me to
move
to sprawl
to fling myself in all
directions
it shouts to the corner
of the globe,
howls to the moon
I am a wanderer of this
good wide world
and the voice inside me
given open roads and new
places, the voice inside of
me sings
