Change It All

Sitting here. Looking at everything. I want to change

it all. As the thought sinks in. Strands of memory pour

through the relief. Sinking deep into marrow. I

blink once, twice, a few more times. Until the cobwebs recede.

Opening my awareness to my fist, tightly gripping

all I tried to let go. Maybe I got this wrong. Maybe I 

gave too much here, and not enough there. Maybe

I should change it all. See where everything falls,

while I stand. Unclenching the very thing holding me here.

To find…something more breathable and light. Has it all changed?

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