Decoupling

There was a time, not too long ago, when I was still connected to her

Not completely any longer, but with silvery energetic threads like a kite with only some strings still working, jerking violently in the wind

My mind traced lunatic orbits around and around like apogee and perigee

Planets locked in cataclysmic rotations, going nowhere

Gradually my cortisol-Burning hotter than jet fuel, ran its course

The oscillations slowly began to synch, but only when I was sure that I had sunk, and finally at that last possible moment, I could see the remaining threads

From one modulation to another, bringing hidden strands into view

Some are severed, others gently, almost devotionally unmoored

My orbits beginning to steady, as the cortisol afterburners die out, I begin to come back to gravity’s embrace

But im not me anymore, that is, not that me

Reentry burned me clean and stripped the dry husk from my skin

I was not killed, and I am stronger now, stronger and clearer, for that’s the reward for those who endure

Some of the new frequency now lives within me, mingled with what was base, and pushes some kind of elevation