The Tsunami in my soul…
the brute force of it
I cling on to routine
leaving me wretched clinging…
alive..enough to brace myself…
I never knew the wave without me,
Teutonic plates shifting centrifugal forces pulling
but it was just…no letting go
I have stopped myself in the street to hold on…
…to understand
I held on all the time…
recede…return…