I just started hitting this down.
What is it that I sorely need
Photo by Anna Tarazevich
Alone in the dark
In a field waiting for life
Underwater where I escape most
I feel the beauty of desertion
the gaping holes in me
Sagging skin and porous mane
I dont see
The liberation of disappearance
I once feel again
Though desertion is what you all see
I feel rooted
To some I may be buried
But I'm actually immersed
Not even to the knowledge to myself
Outbreak to freedom
A flight to liberation
Though this is what you may see
I feel the departure to the arrival me
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