just feelings

Image by Victoria Tweed

if i wrote a poem tonight 
it would be about finding
a thousand forgivenesses 

it would roar and scratch
lick its wounds and then
saunter off into the jungle

it would jump into the sea
from an 80-foot height and then
rise from blue-green algae

it might open its mouth
breathe from its belly
it would be hissing and yowling

it doesn't matter
whatever it was would be
better than nothing

but i'm not brave tonight
i have no deep wisdom
just feelings