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Beached

Beached

did i think
if I left my body untended
momentarily
I would lose the way back
drown in my mother’s image
who is lost
and drifting aimlessly
in unknown shoreless seas

did I make
of thought an anchor
and a crown
a heavy chainbound god
to whom I clung
in desperation
bereft
with nothing else
to call my own

the world I inhabit
is not my own
I squat
on the shore
counting and recounting
particles of sand
my father’s house
is crumbling to the ground

if I am finally set adrift
washed free by waves
and pulled
into the tidal swell
all markers will be lost
and I
a piece of driftwood
bleached to bone
might drift to shore again

might not return

Journal Comments

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