It lives in my belly
The Beast
The uncomfortable, scared, angry, furious, hurt me
I breathe
It’s still there
I look up
The sky is so clear
Does it have a beast in its belly?
I look down at the grass
Does it have a beast in its belly?
Maybe, is my beast something other than a beast?
The music starts to play
My beast relaxes, breathes, soothed by melody and harmony
It’s just me
Feeling stuff
Feeling it all
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