full of knots
that have tied themselves.
ropes of lies and ideas
crossing over one another.
they tighten every breath
and they become tangled.
why must we try to untie
these cords
that fasten us down
so we don’t float away?
we obsess over detangling
and untying
while we refuse to see
the tapestry
our bodies have made.
Feb 16, 2018
Feb 16, 2018 at 11:03 AM UTC
full of knots
that have tied themselves.
ropes of lies and ideas
crossing over one another.
they tighten every breath
and they become tangled.
why must we try to untie
these cords
that fasten us down
so we don’t float away?
we obsess over detangling
and untying
while we refuse to see
the tapestry
our bodies have made.