Knife

Turns in the pit of my stomach
Turns within the confines of my mind
Words churn and orchestrate a scenario


I am puzzled


So, I wonder
So, I ponder
So, I linger here in mid pivot
And hold my breath for but a moment
To capture the nuance of light that is life


Then,
I exhale
Let it go
Let it be
Let it fly
Away from me


The words dissipate and lose their power
Fall unspoken from my lips
Less than this whisper
Less than this dream
Less than all that wasn't
So much more than all that was


Now the knife slides freely through
I am scathed
I am scarred
I am flawed
I am faulty and more full of holes than ever before


My laughter rings out loud and true
Holds me riveted in the wonder of what is mine
Holds me tender in the beauty of thriving in time
Holds me fluidly moving through this space