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Dive Deep.
The underworld goddess pulling me down
incubating in the soup swamps
Mucking in the mire
Rolling in my own shit
…life would be better if…
all parts of the whole
what’s mine?
to enjoy
to pass back to the whole?
empty shelf of a life
devoid of meaning
no child
no grandchildren
no great grandchildren
dig deeper to remember I have the spiritual kind, the soul kind
no snotty noses to wipe or snuggles in bed, lonely house at christmas looking through the gold glow window of neighbors’ houses full with family
descending as I ascended
beyond mother
before grandmother
to great grandmother
an only child.
