This disjointed connection
to my place in the universe
to my place in the universe
is more fractured today.
I return to my womb, my safety net
where only my key can turn the
lock
and I step inside and close it behind
me,
where the silence is both
peace and oppression,
where loneliness also resides
Open, sigh, relief,
clunk click,
silence.
AM 2008
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