
Pisces Moon Rising
from a journal
I'm under the moon again, waves are talking loud Even the creatures can't settle down Heat and the hormones, the weight in my chest Ruminating circles, I'm a mess I'm breathing through it, I know it will pass The ocean feels it too—we're tied to the tide Slowing down, listening, holding on tight Waiting for the moment when I'm alright Two months in a row, the pattern's so clear My body knows something before I do here Avoiding the world so I don't explode Just me and the moon on this heavy road
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