POEM #16
It wasn’t a test after all but an adventure. I don’t get poetry but it makes me feel something. It was the lowest common denominator, the shortest path, the way back in—or out. I guess it depends which way you’re looking at it. The things that once held my gravity, finally expelled. So I could make space for something new and astounding, that will wreck me and raise me in a way you never could.
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