Earthed in Leeds
Your life is relentless
And it will always be so
Because you live seriously
Manic or happy?
I can only tell at the last second,
When my breath escapes me
And my fuzzy temples
Warn that lying down
is what’s needed right now.
On the ground
I remember what’s important
That I’m the boss
That for the sake of my being
I have to lean in and learn on the job
That the guides promised to me
Have retired early
Leaving me to hack out my own path
Clumsily, tearing down forest
Stumbling onto the next obvious epiphany
Again and again
Until I’ve stomped out my own stomping ground
Three circles before
I lay down voluntarily
Sleep and dream unashamedly
Flirting with each possible reality
Happy happy happy
Until I wake
Notice that in my slumber
The roots of what came before
have woven slyly into my space
Plant seeds of doubt
Whisper that even here you are not safe
The only options left are to evacuate
or excavate
each unhelpful moment
Replanting them in pots repainted
I lay down voluntarily again
Sleep and dream unashamedly again
Wake,
And do it all,
Again.
Words: Emily Matthews, she/they
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