Lower

He slapped it to my bones

My freedom a loose skin

Crumpled on the floor

These crevices are soothed by words

There’s no way around it

Babble incoherence

dum dum dums

Drummed on my tattered soul

Divine notes stuck to my bones

Causing a chatter

A dance

an opening

I slow, releasing a slice of heaven

Soul sounds

Mmms

lower, lower, lowered

Here I am alive and ready to breathe

♡Saschia

Published by Jayne

Jayne is a writer. On her free time she likes to be with her family hiking outdoors and traveling. New England is her home and place of birth. When asked what she wants to teach the world she replied, "Don't stop searching. Too many times, in my old life, I put my search aside for more 'important matters.' I didn't realize the thing I was searching for held what was most important; my soul purpose." Jayne works daily on improving her craft and at times can get down on herself, but her favorite morning mantra is "It's a new day." and that's what she strives to start with.

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