I know it feels as though
the moon has dropped
out of the sky
and the ground you trusted
to stay
has thrown you
to the dark
and what can only be
described as the chaos of
a burning wasps nest

but it is impossible to believe
that you are not made of silver

and that one day you will not
find yourself again





Poem from Pineapples in the Pool, available here

Image credit: JJ Ying on Unsplash

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