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    Willow posted in the group National Poetry Month

    1 week, 2 days ago

    Atmospheric Compression

    sleep…
    we parted company…for the most part
    a while ago
    snatches of nap here and there
    but a full night’s sleep?
    …very rare
    disrupted by dreams and thoughts
    as I stare at the ceiling
    and toss

    maybe it’s only my imagination
    (but I somehow doubt it)
    the world feels…
    heavier?
    more dense?
    and little things become so intense…
    it’s like walking in boots of lead
    pressure so strong…
    the slightest nudge crushes
    causing a hasty retreat
    trying to reclaim equilibrium

    or maybe that’s just me?

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    • I think your poem speaks to something very true Willow. There is a definite compression in the air in these times (and for many for a very long time before this). But especially today, there is the feel of the walls pressing in, everything is hunkering down trying to find a safe place to live in. This is no way for human beings to live. -Curt

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