what would happen if i stopped running?
would i sink into myself?
if i brushed away the fear
and looked inside my bones?
would i see the scars of pain,of hate, of loss?
would i find God in my teeth
crunching at the back of my mouth,
grinding into my brain?
would my blood carry the scent
of everyone's guilt?
would my skin tingle with new found truths?
would i singe and burn and grow
into the universe?
what would happen if i stood still?
