Mesa, this one lands like a steady pulse, each line opening and sealing at the same time, and I can feel the tension in that movement. The shift from said to begged to cried to lied stays with me, like the voice keeps trying new ways to be seen and still meets a wall. I read the ending as something deeply human, a sentence spoken to survive while the wound keeps breathing underneath.
Mesa, this one lands like a steady pulse, each line opening and sealing at the same time, and I can feel the tension in that movement. The shift from said to begged to cried to lied stays with me, like the voice keeps trying new ways to be seen and still meets a wall. I read the ending as something deeply human, a sentence spoken to survive while the wound keeps breathing underneath.
I follow the NaPoWriMo prompts like last year and share the new prompt every day at Wild Lion*esses Lookout together my own contribution. Would love it if you occasionally have a look. Today‘s poetry: https://wlplookout2create.substack.com/p/sovereignty-in-six-parts?utm_source=direct&r=1sss7q&utm_campaign=post-expanded-share&utm_medium=web
Thank you, friend! Appreciate you! And yes, I will definitely check out your poetry!! <3