Like dynamite wet and useless
Lying at the bottom of a river
We dare not speak out loud
We dare not let them hear our breaths
We must be quiet
Otherwise we will spill out all our secrets
It is dark inside
The fire dwindles
The sky caves in
But still we have each other
In the morning we will tell stories
They will blow our mind
Stronger than potions or cake
I wonder if anyone knows we are here
We hide like rabbits deep in our burrow
Feet quick and dancing
Fingers nimble as we close windows
And open doors
We do not explode through fear
We are not enraged or frightened
More like a balloon fit to burst
Well past the party and the cheers
So many thoughts
Twirling and turning
Enough to leave us giddy
Maybe an explosion is over due
It would be good to empty out some thoughts
Make room for others
But how do you light the dynamite after all these years of silence
Easy says Alice
You just let go
Her words echo like birdsong in the night
For a fleeting moment I feel I can
And when I do
The sky will sparkle like a million golden planets
Falling head first into the sun.
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'my heartbeat quickens at the thought
of birthing poems
which is why I will never stop opening myself up
to conceive them'
