captivation

I'm in and I'm out. Zoning in an upward mount. When time has an amount. And space keeps its count. And craze seeks it court. And a cell has its sort. I'm in and I'm out. Oeuvre moneys my bond. But where to I'm vagabond. Reappearance to life is my word. Need a clearance to fly like a bird. Ground found there stands a herd. Sound now my stanzas heard. A blossom of my dirty diction. To want some of my wordy fiction. I flowered my reality into depiction. A devoured lotus. An empowered opus. I'm in and I'm out.