• Vol. 04
  • Chapter 12
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I liked my tiny space inside
I was familiar with every nook and corner
Every place where I might stub my toe
I felt comfortable in confined spaces

Then I followed you

Now as I lie on this enormous beach
Thoughts scurry and scatter everywhere
Some gasping like breathless fish
Few paddling in the cerulean waves
Yet others drowning at the deeper end

This empty space inside my head, too vast now
To fist them like flower stems, so impossible
You were the string that strung them together
Kept them on a tight leash – then you let go

Now they wander off unescorted
Unbridled horses running with the wild wind