You see, every once in a while
There’s this marvel
Shooting itself from nothingness
Into my heart;
No, I mean into my brains
For, how on earth is such wonder in a life like mine possible
…and real?
To the extent of rendering me unable to rationalize?
It must then mean that it cannot be real.
Because if it truly were,
I’d unhealthily yearn for it to be mine…
It resonates again…
Prisoners like me can only replicate what was done to them to others
To those they wish to own.
Therefore I know
I’m not ready
To appreciate you, oh, wonder…
Oh, that which I’m susceptible to chase endlessly
To escape the void in me
Which moves with tentacles,
Holds my limbs hostage and any new ones I manage to grow;
Piercing bigger holes in me and robbing the soil under my feet in places where gravity should not operate
And then I can’t help but fall in response and watch my tears stay behind in a trail of crystals to the dark skies.
Oh, wonder,
Oh , marvel,
Oh, love.
Give me time to rid myself of what still makes me vile.
Give me time to rise from low vibrations
To reach your Highs.
So I can match you
And praise and learn from you, selflessly.
Ⓒ MFA. 2022
