"I am not free—
And it may be
Life is too tight around my shins;
For, unlike you,
I can't break through,
A truant where the blue begins.
"Out of the very element
Of bondage, that here holds me pent,
I'll make my furious sonnet:
I'll turn my noose
To tightrope use
And madly dance upon it.
"So I will take
My leash, and make
A wilder and more subtle fleeing—
And I shall be
More escapading and more free
Than you have ever dreamed of being!"
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