where is the door? lost

in transition, block and cross.

find me here, drowning in floor,

i'm spilling over the sidewalks,

broken piles floating on the sea.

wave me in, take the tide's lead-

i want to walk through a gate

where we learn to forget, instead,

i tread this road as if it were not

circling around nothing apparent.

where is the door? found

by termites, dust at my fingertips.

i lost myself in the missing,

somewhere between slips and lips

tongue-tied tight, bite strong,

behind a throat building pressure.

panic befalls me like a ragged black blanket

the breaths start to tremble and

thoughts begin to make a racket

so frozen, so still, yet thrust in battle

so broken, so fragile, fighting for life

thoughts jumble and rattle

powerless yet full of some strong driving force,

pulling and pushing with the strength of a horse

how puzzling this is-

contained yet shaking with anger and fear

it lurks in the depths of my soul

like a fly to leave its ragged mess of eggs

in an instant, it stomps with the force

of an army of ants-

you have shaken the earth

and split my stability

oh do you know how much power you hold

you wretched fool!?

you dont know this fairy princess

her wings weigh the world

she's not just another entitled girl

she will land and breath fire down your back

and forget the essence you think she lacks

its all there, in the folds of her

hidden far beneath so that you may not behold all of her

the flower you think you have rested upon

is worth more than a seed, you fool

sit much longer and i'll sting