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A Moment Alone
Underneath the belly of the beast
It feels warm down here
Like a soft summer breeze
Moaning quietly
I lie still, not moving
hearing children running
laughing
that was me once
me in a crystal ball
looking straight down
like a tear ready to fall
It is quiet now
mind ready to fan out
pushing back the silence
my soul breathes in
It stretches as if from sleeping
awake from bad dreams
and my heart is leaping
from the rafters
from the ceiling
I nestle back down
face covered
while the animal watches
the dirt my home
a sweet scent of cinnamon
and grass freshly mown
hiding my joy
as I cry alone
in this twilight.
