On Being Present
It’s so easy to slip into the numbness,
of this handheld drug, scroll
myself away.
Lately, I’ve slipped so far, so deep,
into blissful emptiness, I’ve lost
myself, my way.
Copyright © Rebecca Streets | Year Posted 2021
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