jan 1, 2020 edit jan 18
i am not
like i have ever been
something different
about every cell of being
thoughts patterned
turn off
new bridges form
a way
to destiny
leave it
to be
a person
becoming
shock and wave
goodbye
comes free
light falls
just so
on the corner of me
my eye
face glows
left tired
by the night
sleep is
somewhere else
for now
i understand
question
everything
i presume
as habits
mount fears
and carry me
tame
they serve
as transport
as path
burning bridge
disintegrate
i cross to escape
nothing in me says i cannot
become more
than i sought
patience has brought action,
new thought.
image: photo of a phone’s footage – nicole in leslie’s surveillance camera jan 2020. description: photo of a screen and a thumb on black and white surveillance footage from leslie’s front room – nicole in light colored sweatshirt talking on the phone, pacing.
Cole G 