I didn’t realize I could still feel that revaltory revelation
the insight that comes on a breath yet carries a hurricane through the house of my trust in the world as I’ve created it
that’s the issue
the problem I guess
I created it
and anything when built on one human hand’s comprehension of a process a system a reality that goes beyond days and emotions beyond eons and epocs and actually contains the mutlitudes that sound so poetic yet are really under the rote delivery of justice there
we fall
we inevidably fall
it remains in the life that is still there beating
if falling then can be a breath of new life felt like the slip through a tight canal into the light of day as a wish and a touch of one fingertip to a single life
or a crushed curse