On Writing

Poem 198 – This Other Resistance

This Other Resistance

one thing
that takes a lot of time & energy
that moves in like a hungry lion
though I’ve fought the lion
I’ve tamed the lion
I’ve rocked the lion to sleep
it still roars mountains of resistance
sucks the air from my lung like a punch to the gut
tricks me into believing I can’t do it
though I’ve done it before
I’ve been the lion
hungry for a feast of joy
but damn this one thing
this jungle of mirrors
confusing the face of I can

such a strangle it can cause
I am grateful for legs to run out of the jungle
for stones to throw at false reflections
a million fractures that
I put back together slowly


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