Letting Go

breath in the world
blue blood becoming rose
now let it out, exhale
let go of those nails driven deep
tendon knots unstrung
the more you hold on to earth
the more it looses it’s worth
release micromangement
and all illusions of command
take us back to the drawing board

wonder when we’ll elope
down a steep slope
that was precious
laid in a bitumen basket
caught in the banks of the nile
floating hundreds of miles
letting go
of ownership
of oxegen nourishment
to find satisfaction
in breathing another molecular breath
and letting it go

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