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Intentions

I Am Word

By kathleen rojasPublished about a year ago 1 min read
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Intentions
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I tease the thought of diving into the past as I waver in the doorway.

I didn’t mean to stumble into you. I forgot you were there.

Unexpected my mind is thrust back submerged in discomfort. My body follows suit with rapid heartbeat of fear, adrenaline, shame.

I meant to release. To pluck out the deep rooted plagues plugged into my spine, writers of the program.

I didn’t mean to find you. I forgot you were here.

Shocked by the cruelty of it, knocked down by a wave and tumbled in the surf. I need to paddle back. Back to the stillness. Calm. I thought was unshakable- unbreakable.

With wavering voice i stutter out the word- I am word.

I had been ready to command release. Rip out, shatter the framework with purpose. I had been ready, it was time to rebuild.

But no, I wasn’t ready. I didn’t expect to find YOU here hidden in the dark. You surprised me.

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kathleen rojas

Just letting the constant stream of words flow….

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