Fog
Roiled eagerly
Out of my morning
Mug and rolled
Over counter tops
Swirled around
Furniture and
My feet
Curled about me
Rising
The thick sedation
Of memories
Its humid walls
Of hazy safety
Tried to lull me
Scare me, keep me
Stuck and still
Instead I brave
What I cannot see
I move to open
Windows and doors
To create
My own clearing
To walk away
To chase sunlight
To say goodbye
And set myself
Free
-Me
I see
A knot
In the wood
Before me
A universe
At my feet
Patterns
Repeat
I cannot
Yet see
My place
In this
Or how
Our meanings
Meet
-me
She cradled
The nape
Of my neck
In her hands
Soft and cool
And brand new
She told me
To remember
Connection
And so I sank in
And so I was
Reminded
That I can
Turn that way
And this
Stop and go
Pick things up
Set them down
I can say yes
Yes and
No
-me
Once
I stretched
Myself
Long
Like a cat
In the sun
And let
Myself
Be loved
Allowed
His hands
To smooth
My soft
Underbelly
While my
Fingers
And
Toes
Reached
The Ether
But now I’ve
Pulled myself in
Crouched under cars
From the quick
Changing winds
Trusting no human hand
I am feral again
-me
I felt
Some part
Of me
Engage
Last night
Two sinews
Long forgotten
Too relaxed
And quite
Dismissed
Suddenly
Pulled tight
Stretched alive
When I stood
Straight
And raised my head
Those deep
Connections
In my core
From
Hips to heart
Hummed
“Hello
Remember us
We hold you up.”
And just like that
I felt
Like me
And finally
I’m wanting more
-Me
Took me seven tries
I almost stopped at sort of
Six
But I persist
-me
Simplicity
Like one
Curling
Wisp
Of steam
Rising
From my cup
This
Gentle morning
Caught
On an early
Autumn
Breeze
Easy
Beauty
And
Utility
That is
The dance
Which
Beckons me
-me
There is a gold heart
Where rot should be a locket
Kept me from sepsis
-me
Grey conifer limbs
In the half-moon light
Curved to the earth
And moving slight
Like a spider’s legs
On the midnight wind
Dark season pricks
My skin again
-me
I hover
On the cusp
Of depression
That spot
Where a tip
And a taste
Of feeling
Reminds me
That life
Is as close
As a point
Of my toes
– me
Drawing: Highwire, by Charity Daw
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