Knot
Sometimes I think I escape. I think I can think my way out
and ascend above the intertwines of you and I
and life
and all I know.
but I all I know
Is that there is no ascent there is no above there is no
untangled there are knots. I am not
a point of clarity or origin.
So where does that leave me? The late night the early
morning the I am alone with thoughts and feelings individual
my writing is tied to theirs and the moon and everything I
have ever done or seen or heard - the string willingly tossed
out into bright light left to catch on novels and oceans.
(‘bravery’, I named it.)
The string carelessly nudged into the dark snagged and torn
by love and silence. (‘life’, I named that.)
follow the trail unravel the person traverse vast deserts for an
untangled string and you will find
a knot.
a knot.
Sometimes I think I escape. I think I can think my way out
and ascend above the intertwines of you and I
and life
and all I know.
but I all I know
Is that there is no ascent there is no above there is no
untangled there are knots. I am not
a point of clarity or origin.
So where does that leave me? The late night the early
morning the I am alone with thoughts and feelings individual
my writing is tied to theirs and the moon and everything I
have ever done or seen or heard - the string willingly tossed
out into bright light left to catch on novels and oceans.
(‘bravery’, I named it.)
The string carelessly nudged into the dark snagged and torn
by love and silence. (‘life’, I named that.)
follow the trail unravel the person traverse vast deserts for an
untangled string and you will find
a knot.
a knot.
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