7

when was the last time you sat still long enough—

to ask the question

how did I get here?

 

it’s a rabbit hole i’ve been falling into

more often than not

you’re telling me—

not only did i survive the odds,

but so did thousands before me?

every choice

every hesitation

every canon event

every rejection

every change of heart

freak accidents

blessings

wars

borders drawn and redrawn—

each one

threading its way through time

to land me here

writing you this thought?

that kind of alignment—

it sits heavy on the mind

and now,

what do you do

with that kind of knowing?

that’s the question

and somehow,

it’s also the answer

to everything