volver

a mis notas

sunrise over misty landscape in estonian bog

A wish. To return. To possibilities
for becoming.

The problem: these accommodations of
familiarity, adapting

To dysfunction & symptoms include:
incessant sighs, bone-weary

Fatigue & fantasies of escape.
Treatment: accommodation.

Of this need to escape,
what’s turned unbearable.

Temporarily, at least.
& then return.

To observe how it got this way
& intend.

To steer differently, soon as enough
rest comes to clear bleary fogs

From weary eyes long trained
toward casting nets

Across these dreary
& abundant bogs

Where the lost remain
preserved & waiting,
still.

Author: Stacey C. Johnson

I keep watch and listen, mostly in dark places.

4 thoughts on “volver”

    1. I would be nodding my head in solidarity with your sighs, friend, and feel myself in excellent company : )

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