POEM: "Not Going Back Into The Box"
After the hospital,
I put myself back into the box.
To recover.
From the Diverticulitis.
I was wild. Unleashed. Untamed.
Bucking bronco.
“Why is she doing this to herself?” they asked.
“Because why aren’t you?” she answered.
I can’t go back into the box.
So. Back to unfinished business.
🇵🇸 Free Palestine.
Unchain Beacon.