Shibari Knot

My shadow

self

is tied up

in Shibari.

Pulled, twisted

tightened &

squeezed.

Oh & yes! I go off

on tangents,

designed to resist

my body

fear.

My brain,

meander’s

down

(thought)

streams.

Divorced, but not

before swinging

through

tree limbs,

gnarled roots &

tea leaves – leaving

my hands

tied.

My eyes

take

it all in

staring

in all the corners,

where my

shadow

likes to

lurk.

She comes

undone &

un-ravelled,

back

home to

herself.

Lighter, but

with a new

spring

in her

step.

© Copyright 2019, Jodine Derena Butler & Poetry Out West. All Rights Reserved

8 thoughts on “Shibari Knot

  1. You remind me of Virginia Wolf cooler and you take more chances and a touch of breaking out of skin Joyce like how people think.
    It’s honest sharp butterfly knife shit cuts shallow yet feels deep. And real.
    Thank you for writing.

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