ROTOTILL

That’s it!
That’s it!
I’ve had my fill!
If I were a garden
I’d rototill!
If I was a volcano
well now here I go!
OH NO!
WATCH HER BLOW!
She’s losing her top!
She can’t stop!
She’s got her weeds by the root!
and her seeds
CLEANED OF THE SOOT
Of this present darkness
that has sat like a harness
and garnished
and taxed and attacked
and she’s not stopping
THIS TIME SHE DOESN’T LOOK BACK.

It would appear, by all outward appearances, that I may be right smack at tip of a full on nervous breakdown or midlife crisis…but I feel like a seasoned survivor at this point in time … like I’ve survived both gracefully and pathetic and I know what does and doesn’t work.  I feel like I’m a character written into someone else’s story, but Life is smiling at me by saying I have FINALLY REACHED THE POINT AT THE END OF MY SENTENCE.  I can start a new chapter.

New beginnings are intimidating, but it is an exciting feeling, to realize I am now holding the pen.  (I wonder if this is what Eli felt like when he first discovered his wand.  I’ll tell you that story another day.  I have many fun stories to tell!)

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