Poemetry by T.A. Barnhart


i am free
to live my life
as i please
with my only limits being
my sufficient income
and the laws of physics.
how did i get
so lucky?
the most critical part
of that answer:
i did not die.
still being alive
can never
be taken for granted.
not that the life
i survived
was all that happy;
it wasn’t, but
that was then.
this is now.
the past is a story
that no longer
includes me.
being free
being here, 
being now.
rules and judgments
i invented for myself
long ago
to ensure i would
never be free
fade away
as i sit
and make the choice
at last
to no longer care
right and wrong.

©TA Barnhart September 3, 2021