A Fragment of a Former Self

I wanted it.

After going without it for so long,

I was drunk on the attention,

Intoxicated by it.

My ego wouldn’t let me say no

Even though I knew

The hangover would be my undoing.

This short poem emerged during a very different season of my life, a time when ego and intense desire often steered the ship.

Zero to Infinity

I am a wheel within a wheel.

I am a part of another part, of another part, of another part…

I am a piece of you, and you are a piece of me.

I am the center of the spiral. No end. No beginning.

I am ageless, beyond time.

I am the edges, concrete, unbreakable.

I am flexible, ever-changing, rapid in my pursuit.

I am tranquil,…

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