Metaphors in the head, <br />screaming for freedom - <br />when I'm on the bus, <br />empty-handed; dirt road <br />shaking the wheels. <br /> <br />When I'm home facing <br />meadows and butterflies, <br />it's behaved and quiet. <br />I beg for its meat but... <br />like a child, sulks.<br /><br />Melanie Agua<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/metaphors-sulk/
