by Beth Hemmila
tore open my shrink wrap,
discarded the packaging,
and used me.
An eternity marinating in patience,
Wishing, hoping for a time to be touched,
fitted, and ground into nothingness.
The waiting was delicious, happy agony,
But I secretly pray
that I never go back on the shelf.
Prepare to be used up. Clear the way and purify. Empty yourself out and untie knots. Keep freeing yourself and others from the past. You may be waiting a long time or it could come as an unsuspected surprise. But whatever you do, keep making yourself completely available for the moment when life is ready to use you all up.