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…

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