Dug long, dug deep, dug hard, and what I found was not gold but blazing hot emotion. Scalding to the touch and toxic. Holding on seems to be all I have done, familiar to the pulse of the vibe, the songs it sings. So much, so many reasons to feel it, so many reasons to just let it go. To not plug the drain as I flush it all out. There is sun out there somewhere, but to get to it, still many miles to go and much darkness to wade through. The lesson, accept and move on.

Wessel '22