Making sense from tense

My teeth I clench my jaw I tense

here I lay in bed, I’m writing this to make sense

of this weird feeling I feel now I’m back

from conscious camp all you conscious people I lack

unconditional love and an accepting space

to be, to thrive, to grow. I want to chase

you down the motorways that keep you

Bare feet feilds I want to walk through

no signals no iPad no concept of time

immersed in the sublime

Now I lay within four walls

I’m aware I’m feeling pulled to let go, freedom calls.


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