Wild River from Wild River by Anika Pyle

Failure I

Fear is the corners of yourself where you have brushed the tiny failures or abuses or “cannots” or “should nots” or “never coulds” and let them collect dust until it’s time to clean house or rearrange the furniture or move the fuck out and you find them (the fears) when you’re adjusting the couches and the bookshelves and you cringe a bit as you look at them, your instinct is to cover them up again or leave them in the one house and move to another but fear is karmic and until you pick that shit up and repurpose it or give thanks to it, it will haunt you from place to place preventing you from ever fully realizing your potential for the rest of your one tiny, precious life.

Wild River

I wanted to be the kind of lady
That twirls the room around her finger, fun loving But I like to clean the kitchen at parties
I like to stay in on the weekends
I thought I'd be something special but
Chasing my dreams always made me
A little too anxious and I never
Flirted with danger in fact
I have an arranged marriage
With the meticulous routine of
Rising each day before
6 o’clock in the morning and
I wanted to be wild river
But I’m a still country creek

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