the sea anemone in me

I know there's more to this I need to sort through and release from my depths and it's slowly, slowly, floating upward from where it is I've burried it, forgotten in the dark like a sunken treasure. There's no coaxing it up, it takes its time and it makes me wait. Working on patience and silence since maybe this could change things, change everything or nothing. I can't know until I know.