Sinking To Find
In search of my shadow
in the torrent of kings
I wade through the current
of all other things
Alone treading water
my essence bemired
This river a dungeon
of banished desire
I reach out to grab it
it motions away
To outline my image
while swirling at bay
And not till I’m sinking
does it buoy my form
To chase was my folly
—now rescued reborn
(Dreamsleep: May, 2023)
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