Freedom of thought
I don’t mind if you analyse this,
but I’m just looking for a state of bliss
where the words come automatically,
kind of randomly,
organised in metaphoric clusters
of boundless possibilities and endless diversity,
the musical equivalent to the essence of biology.
We are all looking for freedom of speech,
freedom of thought.
Like a mosquito that has been searching all night,
all drawn to the light,
I am drawn to this.