Wallowing in
Mine (d)lessness,
It poises her pen.
A bit upset,
But moved fully,
Mentalised.

Swallowing some
Amen’s, hymns-has,
She vilifies its pen.
Past upset quite,
More fully,
Umbilicalized.

Following along,
Path-wise, finds nothing,
She picks up When’s pen,
No more upset,
Fully
Unbirthed, again.

Erin Elizabeth Kelly-Moen
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