the tightness that constricts the eyebrows long
before the day has begun too
early for this state of boxing
to get rid of all restrictions absorbed filter
the waste accumulated the layers of debris chipped
like an archaeological dig until like the sun the diamond shines
how can I give love unless i have much more than I have ever had?
Foolishness is to expect a being to develop all the possibilities within when within
has yet to find common ground with without
or even a balance that might settle into harmony
Sure we must live with contradictions but this is not that