Sep 2013
I am struggling to be apart from this.
In its entirety
Because I am it
and it, me
But I want to be away
To be held
To be in awe of a greater presence.
I grow tired of this.
I grow weary of corporeal
Of being.
I want to be away.
To be apart.
To say farewell to this.
In its entirety
Because I am it
and it, me
But I want to be away
To be held
To be in awe of a greater presence.
I grow tired of this.
I grow weary of corporeal
Of being.
I want to be away.
To be apart.
To say farewell to this.
I am feeling not so great tonight. I recognize my poetry reflects that. I'm ok! I promise. This is just a bump in the road.
