Devastation is a signal
Something meaningful happening —
Roses dormant now bloom
Being good without being necessary
Lightning crashes
Large green leaves rustle
I can choose myself
Something wants that to be true.
Nothing bad has to happen
Broken past life
Care does not become less expensive
When it is no longer carried by self
My mind has.
My body hasn’t learned this yet
That lag is the work
Dragging the log
Echo chamber
If I’m not doing it, it isn’t getting done
Echo chamber
If it isn’t getting done, I’m responsible
Echo chamber
If I’m responsible, I must step in
Scratching
Or I’m bad
Ring ring telephone
If I don’t do it, it won’t get done
Breathing under water
Can I trust that goodness still exists
If I’m not the one guaranteeing it
If I take care of things myself
I don’t have to rely on an unreliable world
Where is love meant to be
Tangled in your sheets
Not
Something bad might happen
— and it will be on me
If I don’t do it myself
Something good
Can I tolerate another person
Holding a fragile life
With standards that aren’t
Identical to mine
Can I tolerate being held
Without the wonder
How can we relate to fragility
Letting go includes
Discomfort in these domains
Body safely
Staying engaged
Stepping back
Removes the old safety net
Echo chamber
Exist but exit without correction
If the soil accepts the core
An earthen heart is
Beating love in
Open sky
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Poétique 