Thank You for That Phone Call

I.

Liberation
What even is that word
Sounds flighty
Preamble to mighty
Or may I suggest its usage
Is futile in the face of facing reality
Facing realizations
Facing your face in the mirror
Reflecting responsibilities and routines
There’s no liberating here
Not now or later
When so many people depend
On you.

II.

There’s just no substitute for a consistent breeze
Cool enough to cool on a warm day
Complimented by shade
Partnered with imagination
Gazing at the clouds rushing somewhere
Morphing, unfolding
Maybe this is enough
Thoughts unbound
With a phone call
That gives the gift of go,
One shackle undone.