thoughts on falling with grace

our chaos reigns

even me, in

i find myself contented

unsticking from the traps

smiling, tearing skin as I go

it feels good to feel something

it feels right to feel suffering

to be folded up and stuffed into

an envelope

flattened

whole

from nothing to something

another one,

another,

slow.

sheila c.

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