Sentence

Periphery shrank, choking me,

extinguishing identity...

I left my place,

forgot my role.

I fell in space within my soul.

I left my fears and shames behind,

pure in pure peace beyond my mind,

a universe adrift in space:

no past, no future and no face.

I fell inside myself:

fell all the way

and every-day fell away

with nothing left to say.

I fell inside myself:

no need to pray:

no fear, no hope, no night,

no day, no way.

I fell inside myself,

content to smash

where falling stops.

My hopes, my tears

were wind-dried drops.

Naked, beyond the reach of cops,

I fell inside myself.

© Tamara Rasmussen 2018