This week's readwritepoem prompt is to write a poem that includes hyperlinks. I've included hyperlinks to the Tao Te Ching.
If I could turn in on myself I would:
Head to chest
Arms wrapped round bent knees
Feet tucked in, no longer visible—
All you would see would be my back
Curving and covering everything else.
If I could hold myself there I would
If only to stop
The endless grasping
The constant reaching and aching
The longing for something to fill
To hold my center firm
So it does not want so much—
So it does not have to fear
To quiet the qualm,
The insistent foreboding,
That all that remains
Is the unraveling.