Resolutions

Standing at the gates
Of my greatest decade
I am set
To accept these gifts
This hairy eye
Savage heart
And feather quill

Ready to rid myself
Of all things
Man
Willing to step away
From synchronized
And terrorized biospheres
Ascending
Into a forest
Somewhere
Beyond the trees
Somehow
Outside imagination
Expectations
Or paralyzing fear

This life is ripe
For breaking
Overdue
The dawn