I’ve ended up with my head
laid on top of my right knee
like a cut off tree trunk
(un)familiarised, misplaced, watchful
of an omnipresent familiar silence
this nuclear family has become
a perpendicular one against three
so all I can do is mirror
this disjointed formation
by placing my head on top of my knee.
what do you do when the nuclear family
implodes and you’re stuck within
its umbilical cords?
do you become the collateral damage
or do you sever the family tree
and reveal the birthmarks of your detached bond?
I don’t know
perhaps these questions aren’t static
today they feel like a no
maybe tomorrow they will be yeses