She Be a Poet – Explosive Superstar

I can’t go there, you know that place, endless darkness devoid of grace.

I can’t go there, harsh wilderness, splintered tree, roots exposed longing to grow free.

I can’t go there, I refuse to cling, fingertips they slip, losing grip of me.

I can’t go there, backward travel, known path, I’ve seen it all before, diabolical past.

I can’t go there but I am here, the stand I take so not to fall, I dither, maddening fear.

I can’t go there, deceptive Shangri-La, I wait for supernova, explosive superstar.

© Michelle Sotiriou 2015

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