Dan Phiffer CC
You need to wait. The urge of empty has you anxious. That dark barren, that hole, that place where nothing, that place where yearning. Wait.
Calm. Breathe deeply. This ache that knows no name. This dent that appeared overnight. Has been here forever. Has no time. Is a question. (Don’t force yourself. Never strain.)
An invisible hand that grabs, a fist filled with void, that damp and shadowed, that secret and hidden. (Revel the locked room. Let the silence commiserate in hushed tones. What is it telling you?)
Your jammed suitors only harm. Wires do not replace sinews. A Feeling is not blood. Filtered words fall to the ground like paper thrown into the air.
I hear your shaking. I know you grow weary.
clutching at projections desperate a bird
wanting to believe but not believe a trick a brain a brain is not a heart
a girl who would do anything
an organ that craves oxygenation
just a piece. a bit. untenable space. people walking past on either side in a train station.
Located in time. A handful of map gaining confidence. Looking down the road to see what’s coming.
Wait. Calm. Breathe deeply. Wait.
Chelsea Jones is a multimedia artist from California’s Central Valley. She has an MFA in Digital Arts and New Media from UC Santa Cruz as well as a BA in French Horn Performance with a Minor in Electronic Music. Her work has previously been published in The Borfski Press, Wicked Banshee Press, Black Napkin Press, Abridged Magazine, Noctua Review, and others. More of her work can be found at chelseaejones.tumblr.com.
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