leaning in closer
i struggled to hear
her whispers
clumsily rising to my feet
i recognized the familiar
the pound
after pound
of gutteral weight
that holds me frozen,
rooted to every
attempted ground.

i still seek
one perfect
idyllic step
mastering my direction
so that i may follow
calliope’s elusive
still, this remains
my most complicated

About lindalou5150

as exercise or exorcism, i write...for the eyes of others, for my eyes and heart only, for the love and the rage, i write...to release the gamut of emotion...to tell the truth and say what's often thought but not written...
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