Poem: Going Back

 

Going Back

 

into myself,

such fearful webs

and yet my wingless plummet

swerves from them

down

 

past decades of tv shows,

those idiot jingles,

past cruel histories

in prejudiced textbooks,

past evolved monkeys,

past horns locked in fights to mate,

past plants that strangle each other

for a patch of sunshine

down

 

past feathers of lovers

falling slower than me,

past solar systems of pain

circling in their stubborn ways,

 

down into a molten heart:

a womb uncertain whether to give birth

or whether to escape so much misery

forever.

 

 

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10/27/25

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