January 16, 2025

It is morning

In the sunless time

And I recall

Ill fated attempts

To dive down and hide

Beneath the darkest waters

To run from the prying light

But the deeper I went

The greater the pressure

Until I imploded

And floated in pieces

To the glistening surface

Exposed for all to see

And I’ve been putting myself together

Ever since

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