unraveling me

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i need this day
to blow itself
away
as
sad sings in my heart
& i wonder
where does the wonder
the wonder
i spill from me
for the world to see
where does the wonder go?
is it looked after?
cared for…
nurtured?
these parts of me i share
does someone love them?
as i do?
or are they callously treated
roughly handled
piddled upon?
i wonder should my wonder suffer
is it best to sew up these wounds
stuff it all back in again
fester in silence?
or
do i keep to my journey
and continue to unravel
my mysteries?

© quixotic mama 2018
for more of my art & writings, hop on over to quixotic mama
the image is an original self-portrait done in ink pen & ink brush

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