I AM NOT

I am not a Sunday morning inside four walls with clean bed
and organized drawers.
I am the hurricane setting fire to the forests
at night when no one else is alive
or awake
however, you choose to see it
and I live in my own  wild flames
sometimes burning too hight and bright and too wild
to make things last
or  restrain
myself or anyone else
and so I run.
I run
far and wide,
until my bones ache and lungs split
and it feels good!!!...
Do you hear that people? It feels good
because I am the slave and ruler of my own body
and I wish to do with it exactly as I please…!!!...