I am a being blown
from baby to boundaries
to bondage and breathless
on contrary winds
that offer no warning
and cast no conscience
towards direction, I am
a wave caught on a current
in a reversed ocean,
swimming up
to dive deeper,
going out
to come undone,
in my raw
a photo
that hasn’t been shopped,
an unfinished portrait
of a person
I haven’t quite become.

All words and photographs by Damien B. Donnelly

Based in a Twitter Poetry Prompt for #DimpleVerse


7 thoughts on “UNFINISHED

      • It’s on the cards for tonight although I am slowly packing as I am moving apartment so today is life laundry day! Let’s see how much of life’s washing I can put out in black sacks and then maybe the fireworks will be the treat

      • Well they are selling this place and looking for far too much unfortunately but I looked at another apartment last week, the first one, and fell for! Off to Menilmontant, just down from Belleville and Père Lachaise- next to the ghosts of Wilde, Seurat and Val Jean so hoping a little inspiration or wit will run off due to the proximity!!! 🤞

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