Monsters everywhere

Many times in my life, fear has paralyzed me on my way to becoming. In order to counter my impulse to quit before obstacles gave way to disappointment; I learned to launch head first into uncertainty, so that my mind wouldn’t have the chance to talk me out of dreaming. Inevitably, there are some things I wish I had stopped to consider before I took some of those leaps. But after feeling stuck for so long, not trying was a far worse outcome in my mind, than making a few mistakes along the way.

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I have always been afraid
of eight hairy, fanged legs
crawling up my back
to nest in the dark wool of my hair
hitching a ride on my head
then crushed by the ceiling
of my car
leaving a murdered mass
of tentacles groping my fingers
when I scratched
the itch.

adjustment

sometimes life turns me upside down
it’s jagged ultimatums
its way of making me choose
which cloudy path to take
following parsed footprints
my toes stabbing the earth
in protest to haste

to follow this need I have
to nourish my nakedness
to still be yours, and not forgotten
but altogether and more accurately
my own.

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