Monday, March 24, 2008

Sunday morning

When inertia sets in, most people
go dormant

Settle into their hardened endocarps, deprived
of light, moisture, warmth-
Waiting timelessly for change to happen
to happen on its own

Changelessness comes like a slowly rising panic
for the girl who sits in her creativity
endlessly painting change

Every stroke different, the light
constantly shifting

For the girl, inertia is a form of
slow suffocation
choking the light and life, feeling like
tight vines around her ankles
creeping upwards

Clothes too tight, a room
too warm
or blankets, damp with sweat and heavy
pressing down on her thin fevered body

Rachel Westfall
March 24, 2008


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