No longer
Too long caught
in the woods by
clawing thorns
that scratch
insistent messages
that confirm
their catch
and say
there is no way
through.
I close my eyes
and feel my sense of
who I am and
where I am…
Too long caught
in the woods by
clawing thorns
that scratch
insistent messages
that confirm
their catch
and say
there is no way
through.
I close my eyes
and feel my sense of
who I am and
where I am…