Untie the tangled filaments of thought
floundering around in my gelatinous mind
Unleash me from the noose of my biggest fears
creeping up with the crescent moon
Unarm the troops I placed
around a flock of words almost spoken
Unbind me to the face I wear
to shield from the burn of a spotlight of stares
Untangle me, waters of Crystal Pond,
in this corner of the universe
between you and me —
wash away the grime gathering
in the crooks of my elbows,
parasites feeding off the loam off my skin,
and show me what’s left —
Undo everything I ever was
and everything I’m meant to become
and leave me strangling
just a stretch offshore
in the air I was born —
in the air I belong —
unpolluted by human complexity,
living, breathing,
undone.
Anna Y.
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