Poetry Reading – “Unstable”

Originally published February 13, 2018, in the midst of many challenges, this is a short piece about the word unstable, the connotations, and the contextual meaning to me at the time. It was a bit of a reflection, a pondering of paths, and a questioning of the desire within me to retreat from the world.

I am grateful today for the reflection that I did, and that I chose the path I am on. 💙


“Unstable” – Recorded 12/29/2020 – Auroraboros – Objects, and the Distance Between Them

The original piece is below for reference, and can be found in its entirety at https://objectsanddistance.com/2018/02/13/unstable/


“Unstable”
What a word
What a way
To fall down three flights of stairs
And land on your feet

Never feel like
You need
Anything
Anyone
To be
There

Sit alone
In a room, dimly lit
And think
“This is the life;
I submit to no-one”

But when the wind
Comes whistling
Through the drafty doorways
And old windows
Do you shiver?

Sleep
A place where stability
No longer matters
The world
Disappears

Waking
To find yourself alone again
But not really
Ever
Alone

Today will be
A good day
Long and tiring
The worst yet
Until we rest again

Do you think
That you
Will ever be
Okay
Or at the very least
Better?

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