encumbering societal norms

weighed heavy on me

so I rescinded to hibernate

to rationalize my subsistence

to feel my roots

like waves retracting

to depth of ocean

then your memories creaked gently

in the silence of my heart

breathing me to life

yet again


Linked to dVerse Quadrille #43 where Grace has prompted us to use the word “creak” in our quadrille.