Painful Posturing – Unhinged Poem 2020TOO

spiralling outward,
with no direction,
looking for ejection,
not affection,
my body the betrayer,
confidence slayer,
I want some release,
I want some peace,
freedom from these waves,
repetitive self-insignificance,
my binaural burning,
poleaxed by my innards,
twisted inside me,
never being free…

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