The Fertile Void
there is a void—like a womblike a space I’ve never been before,where nothing needsto be doneor said or stuffedor hiddenor conqueredor buriedor found there is a space—like a breathlike a peace I’ve never felt before,where anything is possibleand life is fulland empty because everything I’ve beenand done and picked and saidand worn and chased and followedand fought and sought to heal until this space— is over. And in this fertile void,a new life will begin.