I chose my position
apparently too firmly
Dug myself in like I was an iron fence post
meant to last a decade in that square foot of soil
Time to change my position
but I never learned to dig myself out
I always stood in the same spot for years and gave myself away to the slow journey of erosion
But I declare it’s not enough this time
waiting for erosion was never good enough

They don’t know I never walked away
I never stood up at once and shook off the dust of a thousand thoughts and deliberations
like extra sprinkles on a plate
I never walked away
I used to suffer night and day
in all kinds of weather
waiting for the rain and wind to wear
away the trench I’d built from my own words
I still wonder if it was the words that trapped me
How can I cut through my own diction and throw them away like old chains?
Oh, beautiful fetters
I have loved with so many intricate letters
and I cannot let them just fall to the ground
But I will hold my breath and let them go
as I let go all my childhood scribbles
float away like feathers
on a gentle breath