Somehow Stuck preaching from a throne of steel and Spokes and wheels Bound to machinery and cogs and breathwork apparatuses to assist in feeling chemicals fill your lungs You showed me how to Walk silent and Listen To the Woods Trees Two- and four-legged beasts of earth and Sky and I am made aware In context of discrepancy and disconnect connect ed How painfully Truthfully and all-encompassing in harsh unforgiving reality I am Dirt, and, soil, and peace, and, turmoil
A realisation of a connection provided to me by my mother, bound to a wheelchair