perhaps I can’t

my mind is free

structure gnaws at my mind

claws at my soul

I am a beast

form and style cage me

rhymes are chains

surround my neck

iambic pentameter pins me down

I can die or break free

spill it out

when I write

I run

breaking free

liberation

I need to speak

do not entrap me in your cage of prose

slash your rhymes

empower me

freestyle