Sit With That Feeling
when you feel like pacing up and down
hitting yourself in the head
on that perimeter fence of enclosed emotion
bracing for an onslaught of pain
that won’t dissipate on the barbed wire fences
a watch tower is mocking and increasing the hurt
steps are weary burdensome and dirty
boots of contempt become unfastened
as the pace picks up despite feet
sinking further into a mud of injustice
overthinking does not improve matters
cannot close off attacks without impunity
prison guards are wielding the knife
knowing full well that they are the ones
who hold shackles and straight jacket
gate keepers they are holding the iron weld key
reason and passion are bedfellows
make love sometimes
at others wage war
they hold meaning when sense may not see it
and knee jerk reaction make me want no more
no less than cuddle the duvet
sink into the pillow and disappear without comeback
the mountain mole hill quivers
earth worms sliver with slime
and my skin seems cleaner
than my insides which are raw
time that invaluable concept
may heal and bring forth positive change
and the ink in my quill
still touches the paper
turbulent and still as if
commotion was stagnant
19th December 2022
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