I need to get these feelings out and put them down and scream them out and blow them away like a hundred round seed heads of dying dandelions. I will leave my things packed so I can run away.
I just remembered the thoughts of yesterday and
The pace of my heart
Rises and falls
With deep breathes of anxiety and the
Resolution of peace
But the understanding of the incorruptibility
And the knowledge of the corrupt
In the deepest blackest full-bodied depths
Where you can close your eyes and feel your
Body falling weightlessly
You have to let go to get in
And you have to get in to let go
Or be carried on in
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