me, a territorial hen …

time, that precise moment

will bring back my muse

easing the present that, un-

productivity, my current obese

releasing larger energy, power

into my mind and soul

refusing to lay an egg, like

that newly purchased fowl

in her new territory, my new home

and her new habitat

that is far, far away

from her former perching spot

overtly affirming her territorial

bent to move with ease

rare, but definite dissent

indeed, in that new space

am i, a territorial being, to freeze

like a computer before picking

another opportunity, to move

forward the past not licking

but laying my eggs

as a matured hen

again, with

a greater regularity!

© henry victor     09.10.2003