I want to belong
I want to belong
And I resist as if belonging will kill me, subsume me, fold me into a cavern of oblivion, of no-thing-ness, of no air, no breathing.
It frightens me.
I cannot trust… but I want to, because I want to belong.
We exist, each of us, in our moment.
How many poets can fit in one haunting song?? Musical ode to E E Cummings, Pablo Neruda, Lindzi Mapplebeckpalmer, Mary Oliver.