A Seeded Window – Unhinged Poem 2020TOO

stuck,
not pushing,
don’t push,
waste not wasting away,
hoping for the relief that never comes,
so far away,
I can’t take it,
waves up itself,
a perpetual motion,
that won’t move,
a wasted fortress,
holding on,
inside with no release,
the pressing sides of the body’s kingdom,
waste not wasting away,
don’t push,
not pushing,
stuck…

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