Drift

until I just can’t find myself

A.B. Godfreed
Aug 28, 2021
Artwork by A.B. Godfreed

Must I
tiptoe
into my full
existence.

Must I
send anxiety
ahead
of my doubt.

Must I
sing sad songs
— poor comfort —
to this waiting
wanting
waiting
& wanting.

Must I
tell tall tales
of how
it never can be
other
than do not fast forward.

Must I
seek
bright lights
when I am power.

Must I
bob & weave,
while cast so far
a…drift
in some
“I just don’t know!”

Must I?

And who
the hell cares
about me
anyways,
life-jacket stripped —
Rats!
upon this sinking ship.

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A.B. Godfreed

Non-Entity with a clear purpose to transform self (& perhaps the world) through critical consciousness and Love.