AND Not The Beginning

MY HEART is free,
it is giving me options
from a
to z, yet it is me that
rules,
my head as crown
my heart below,

it is not Freud but
Van gogh,

it is not the skin
but the convoluted brain

not now, but always
the later on,

you see, it is not
Hercules but
Orpheus,

not the prologue but
the epilogue

these are what really
count,

it is the End.

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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