Release
Energy moving in slow, quiet waves
Gentle hands on a body
A release it craves
Throat tightening at midnight
Waking from a dream
Gasping for air
Forgetting how to breathe
Rising from bed
Writing without pause
Speaking for the throat
Clenching in the jaw
Crying and writing
Writing and crying
Decades of holding
Years of silencing
Layers of judgment
Reserves of shame
Locked and stored
With more of the same
Energy moving in slow, quiet waves
A body ready
A release it craves
Beginning on a table in a dimly lit room
Gentle hands on a neck
Ready for a break through
Ending on a dark and carpeted bedroom floor
Crying and writing
Until there was nothing more
The body holds what the mind tries to ignore