I’m trying to unlearn the inebriation of mindchatter
I receive moment by moment abandoning its safekeeping to the void
to forget to disparage its vociferous call to conformity
shaped by worldly cold, dripping, dropped

by all my nascent backstabbing, I am unlearning
to rush ahead into the urbane
to reject, to regurgitate, to disabsorb myself of self-criticism
Let this be where I forbid blame

to forget my own need for identification, to return to each gentle moment
here & not with questioning I observe without attachment
				present & revealed

Today’s prompt from NaPoWriMo is to:

Find a shortish poem that you like, and rewrite each line, replacing each word (or as many words as you can) with words that mean the opposite. 

I chose Rachel McKibben’s poem salvage to base my poem off of. You can read it here.