There: No flopping against the wall like fish,
no thrashing about the borders and boundaries,
no nose against the concrete slab,
no "no" in this space.
There: Hours and hours,
zoning and zooming,
fuming and fazing,
ignoring and spacing,
anything: just take me out of here.
Here: the place where all the no's congregate:
no money
no more school
no g-d (to speak of)
no cure
no making it hurt less
no fancy furniture
no getting high
no salving his sores
no children in the tummy
no easy space
Here: the place where every limit never set before, bombs.
2 comments:
My heart is with you in your struggles.
You have profound sadness.
Letting it out (as you have and as you will) allows you to see it in proper perspective. Best managed in measured doses. Healing will (and has) happened.
Bless you.
Steve
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