โ† the boardelliot freeman

Mulch

feb 2025 ยท poem

This manic project of 4 years This desperate search It's taken me through countries, relationships, jobs I've climbed mountains, retreated, and driven to the horizon I've bathed myself in morning sunlight and evening storms I've followed my heart across a globe of experience And yet it's as if I've gone nowhere at all I still hold onto something I can't grasp Some weight I'm desperate to lose Ignoring that my own expectations hold me down For I've lived a life full of colour, music and fruit Always with one mind to the next moment The one that will finally redeem me That will empty my soul of contents Deep into the well of the earth It keeps me up at night and wakes me in the morning And fills my dreams with potency But now I feel further than ever Following all paths away from love Friendships littered across the world Chewed up to create mulch for poetry

โ† the boardelliot freeman