Leave this place,
it is for beginners
and the ground is an overgrown
outside used-to-be sanctuary, trapping
you in its weeds.
Be steadfast as a revelation
years after being revealed, infused
to your intelligence, supplying water
and detachment when necessary.
Walk through the ruins then jump the fence
and do not relapse into nostalgia or a thousand
what-ifs that have no viable conclusion.
Pull the plug, cast away what was once
a masterpiece but has since degraded,
orbiting a dead star.
It is easy as taking off a coat on a warm day.
It is dialectics and you are at the nadir,
traveling the circle around, soon to rise.
Leave what you cannot afford to keep
as it is too invasive a burden
and you are ready to expand, stretch out,
canopy a richer domain, permitted
to be fully nourished and explore.
Copyright © 2020 by Allison Grayhurst
First published in “Madness Muse Press” August 2020
Three Poems by Allison Grayhurst
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