POETRY

Cutting Room Floor

Free verse poetry

It’s getting difficult to wade through the mess in here, It all built up without me noticing. I was so engrossed in what I was doing It all just took on a life of its own.

If I could just sift through this mess And make some sense out of it, I may even be able to salvage something, What a bonus that would be, Subconsciously I think that’s What I may have been hoping for.

I’m not a hoarder I swear, I just find it hard In this situation to let it all go. All of this has value like it is a part of me Not just to be swept away like after my hair cut. There are thoughts and feelings within this mess. No not sentient, not in a way we would understand, Still, they are thoughts and feelings to be respected, To be cherished, taken care of and given a loving home.

Thank you, Dr Mehmet Yildiz and the Illumination team for giving my words a home here at Illumination. Thank you all for reading. J.