so you think





you're left with nothing face to face

faced.
with the hands of everything.

on the brink of teetering
with the conundrum

of actually landing




somewhere.


in the palm of your hands
whiteknuckling
the steering

wheel
turning the key in the ignition of how you

feel.

in the midst of the mirror
staring back at you
the imagery
growing more and more
to the forefront as the shadow
becomes more and more of a


blur

and set back in the back.ground


as you sit and somersault in the belly of the cringe

of holding on.

stringing the cobwebs inside of your mind
where

is your body?



WHEREISYOURBODY
WHEREISYOURBODY
WHEREISYOURBODY BODY BODY b o d y


in the presence
of the present
presenting
herself


beautiful


right before you



right within y o u





.