Devil's Journey

A Poem by Whimsy Gonser

My transformative journey through this multifaceted chaos

She ran through the woods
The forest tearing at her clothes
At her flesh
The violence of beauty
Soft and harsh and pleasure pain
Exhilaratinon and fear
Fear of falling
Of being
Of being taken
By the forest floor
Surrendering to
Grounded
Piercing
Slivers of Growth
Roots...
roots
Gasping tightly
Holding on
Love and stability and stolen control
Weakness
A broken stem
Wilting
Green to yellow to brown
Til death given, will their hold release
Wrapping
Twisting
Entangled vines
Two become one
One
ONE
one
No autonomy
No. One. Is two,
But One
So she runs
Through the grasping branches
Through the fragrant aromas
Of promise
Of Comfort
Of peace
Of losing and finding and losing...
Forgetting
Becoming
Lost
And found
And loved...
Placed
On a shelf
Devils ivy sleeping
in a windowless room
Grey
Waking
BLACK AND WHITE
and black and white
Roots pulling and spreading and breaking through
The stems growing
The leaves...
Crimson and Burning
Golden Huntrex
Midnight Indigo Dhi
Auralite SEES
Hanging silk transforming Luna
with Sol with...
Their soul
Spirit
Whimsy