tall charm
She dissolved at the edges of self
She went offline.
Slipped into the fog.
Shelved her feelings like borrowed books
she meant to return to
Bottle after bottle after bottle
of everything she couldn't carry,
everything unnamed,
tucked into the library.
Anger beside Sadness.
Forgotten somewhere in the forest of make believe.
Waiting
for the day she found her way
back online.
Back to herself.
Back to the shelf.
Slowly she's coming back online
one jar at a time
the library remembers
what she thought she'd left behind.
karmic vale