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r years until I fought hard enough to draw, and then to win And as I stood outside of my rigid nature for the first time, looking back at it like a bystander watching people board an airplane, I saw it for what it was, a giant rock holding me down and pulling me under, drowning me in a puddle of my own making, except from where I was standing, I could grab myself by the back of the shirt and pull myself up and out of the box that I was in, setting myself free</p><p id="3032">Things looked different without the tightness tugging territorially and the calm washed over my body as if to cleanse the heavy pull and allow me to stretch out into the sun, whole again</p><

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The Tightness

A Poem

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The tightness in my body pulls me inward and won’t let me go It won’t let me reintegrate with calm when its incessant need to have me breathless supersedes my will to fight

The tightness in my mind turned steadfastly into rigidity for years until I fought hard enough to draw, and then to win And as I stood outside of my rigid nature for the first time, looking back at it like a bystander watching people board an airplane, I saw it for what it was, a giant rock holding me down and pulling me under, drowning me in a puddle of my own making, except from where I was standing, I could grab myself by the back of the shirt and pull myself up and out of the box that I was in, setting myself free

Things looked different without the tightness tugging territorially and the calm washed over my body as if to cleanse the heavy pull and allow me to stretch out into the sun, whole again

© Jonathan Greene 2020

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