what would happen
if i walked right in to
the hurricane
the terror?
just sat
smack in the middle of
the dark night
coming from inside of me
wriggling
crawling
pulling
my whole body
into distortion
uncomfortable
levels
positions
concoctions
poisonous thoughts
snakes
shooting through my
arms
and legs
and chest
no spot
but one
the eye
of
peace
there
always there
unseen by the torrents
speeding around it
always chasing and
leading
to themselves...
God:
what if
darkness, loud noise
commotion
chaos
doesn't stop me?
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