By: Shelbi Henny

I find myself distancing creativity 
blocking the captions 
that lead me into the base
connecting me into pathways
I once knew 
scavenging to find the remains 
from blast of unannounced departures
and explosives
damaging methods that take back 
interference
that silence every notion 
that links me to fortresses
I once conquered blind
and now I see
past my subconscious 
losing somebody else's belongings
taking into consideration 
I wasn't meant to be had 
by sculptures 
that teaches naïve precautions 
dirty laundry 
I aired out all my indiscretions
and start over with 
hopeful startovers