words

i have lost faith in my ability to navigate the ether
past lives cling to me - fingers grasping through graveyard soil
i shake shake try to shake them off but
the more i twirl my skirts the faster the world spins round.
tiptoed i stand on the pinpoint of learning from my experience versus
facing the world with my ass forward and
my eyes back
shadowed by the weight of eternity i
squint into my history seeking answers that
i thought i once had.