Perhaps a Poem?

Tim managed to convince me to overcome my irrational fear of Blogs and thus, I am entering the fray.  I like what is going on so far.  I would like to submit, for your reading a poem.  Tim and I were talking the other day about an interesting creative experiment.  He called it a poem explosion.  Or combustion.  Or something like that.  Here is how it works.  I submit a poem.  You take a line of my poem and create your own poem using my line as the first line.  I think this would rock the proverbial Casbah.  This is an older poem of mine.  Lets play!

CAGES

Eyes shining you offer me a hand, lifting me through mire of my own making

Spirals inside rage self-righteous, you lead me to a white-washed wall

Draw a door

Let me turn the handle.  Myself.  Push through.

"You can be.  Anyone.  Do anything."

To prove your point, you built me a glass ceiling

Then shattered it, so I would be free

Laughing crystal slivers rain, crown me in glitter petal shards.

Distant and safe you watch.

I parody St. Sebastian, drip liquid rubies.

I gave you my heart, I suppose.

You gave me wings, you said.

Sewed my butterfly chest together with

Dark criss-crossed child crayons

"I have given you wings. Fly"

My breast, empty.  My wings, fluttering, fettered.

No one hears a heart when it breaks.

In silence, a storm.