• I cannot move and the
    Weight of me pulls
    Into the earth, pressing me down.

    So many things I should do,
    Experiment, explore…
    Grow, change, and move

    But the darkness that drains
    Holds me fast, pinned me
    To my ever-changing body and myself.

    Desire sleeps in my heart
    And briefly I am free of it,
    Free of everything but myself.

    Even the freedom
    Does not please me and I
    Wallow in the arms and legs of my existence.

    Tomorrow the sun will come up,
    Ambition will surge through me
    Again and I will slither and roll my way back into the world.