Solace. I dream
Of mountains and cold
And the sun that shines
That is my god. Nature.
Of beaches and walking
Lithely on tiptoes through
Crowded streets moving
Swiftly around and beyond.
Alone.

I am understanding more
Each day and It brings me
No closer to any save myself.
I am solidifying beautifully.

I awoke tangled
In bears and linens and sweat,
After too many hours of sleep,
The fever I know is there will not
Break. Hand on womb, thoughts turn
But I am scared to retreat from others
Even you to save me.

I am not attracted to weakness
And it is unbecoming of me.
Slowly the spirits sinks when
The body of it’s nourishment is depleted.

All this and I keep smiling, humming, I am happy.