Wilder

Every year i grow wilder.

I shun norms.

I blaze my own trail.

I remove myself from modern

common society and refuse to

abide by their versions of beauty

and success.

I release my wild woman power

which i hold between my hips.

I go deaf when told to conform to

majority beliefs.

I have found my own truth

and each adventure i add to that

growing tree and uncover a hidden

strength that ties me to the earth.

My wildness pushing to the surface

as magma overcomes the vent and

bursts through in fire and fury.

So is my wildness,

simmering under the surface,

bubbling up

with evermore urgency

to the forthcoming chaos it will

provoke.

I grow wilder by the day.

Every action is an affront to the

status quo.

I will not yield.