Inspired by Francesco Gioli's Acquaiola

balance can be found in the offset
the heavy water jug your posture tilts for
      a mirror of the landscape
  sparse, endless, lonely

distant from the body
      swept up and onwards by the wind

     all held together, poised
                hoping that's what saves you -
when you want, need, fear your knees will buckle
       everything to smash
for  it  all  to  lay   in   p  i  e  c  e   s

where you decide you'll pick none of it up

never carry that weight again
never return to the place it all
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    never look upon that ground
never feel so tightly held in place again
    so tightly bound
              as a means of survival

      just collapse
         and lay still a while
       feel the same wind, now as a breeze
               feel what you held together ~ unbind

       spin on the spot
let your clothing flare
      take up space

release.
every.
pent.
up.
emotion.
that.
you.
thought.
needed.
holding.
in.

scream
    dance
    r­un
        sing

be free from balancing the offset
          free from the trek

roll down the hills laughing
smile whilst you
       cry-the-whole-****-thing-out

               let it go

stand unburdened
just cry it out
don't carry it any further
you can let it go.