Attachment

We are a stranger to abandonment

Lost within a flock of sheep

She cannot hold us,

Drag us,

Find us-

Untie us within ourselves.

She pokes us

The rod is hard against our naïve skin

Breaking

Trying to resist

The linking chains

Built with inspiration,

Love,

Gratitude.

The branches break

Like a crown of braids

Unlatched upon our heads.

Eyes,

Sharp as rats

Dissolve upon release.

These guided crystals

Trying to be put back together,

Lost in imaginary lines…

Light becomes dark,

Shadows are faceless demons

And once again,

We are attached.