Open me up

Open me up

Unpack the baggage

Plumped as it is

Overstuffed with dead weight

Calumny and hubris

Vie for satisfaction

Pompous duelists

Back to back

Neatly packed sardines

Top to tail

Weather eyes

Cast in the direction

Of escape

Upend me

Unfancied thoughts

Scramble out

Breaking open

Half formed

Ideas with little purpose

Bursting bubbles

Undercooked eggs

In need of a curate

To establish reason

Slither ,from an addled brain

Poached

For their indifference

To convention

Adherence to good taste

Rhymed with little reason

And in haste

Never to trouble

The intellect of a dreamer

Soul deep

In windmills

Creativity

Is a lost project

Dig for it in the mire

Of vacant possessions

Perhaps you can make sense

Of its desire to be free

Of a back story

Produce what you see

Open it up

For inspection

Unpack me

With affection

Listen with tenderness

Erase prejudice

With missionary zeal

Every word is positioned

As a clue

To the meaning

Of my dis-ease.