year of the little dragon

 

in a dream i resolve

to speak louder

waves of ecstasy

many plaudits

from dream friends

big ripe wordberries

where mm used to mmmbling

waking friends

congratulate the opening of my throat

chakra the belfry

of my stifled batty

urges telling loud jokes

while smiling

is a great risk

to assert i’m here 

queer and cheerful

or sad disapproving

loud in anxious clothing

beyond tethered

eyelids i’m a breath

from deep in the pelvis

belly bound

expanding in the open

diaphragm a breeze

in the supple throat

breaching like free willy

and hopefully

not another day

in captivity