the poetry's starting to flow a little.
and i'm mindbendingly aroused.
this can't be good for business (the arousal part...not the writing part).
i think my root has gotten itself together...ever since i let go of him, i've gotten a lot of what i left with him back.
i'm cool with that.
it's probably all those old, old pains beginning to heal...i hold a lot of memories in my stomach/womb area. it's where my pain goes.
i keep feeling movement there...things shifting, rearranging. making room.
i'm glad.
soon, there will only be space for joy.
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