Side View


Stepping out of the rushing water
tossed by the tumult of time
catching my breath
along the bank of life
observing the trajectory of all
that has surrounded me
and bound me
to all I thought was real
believed to be true
suspecting I do not know
myself outside of the
context of the stream
all seems like a dream
in which the sense
that I was navigating
was revealed to be untrue,
I lie asking,
if not me,
than who?

by Jessica Lusty



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