Shadows blessed: the darkness defines her,
shapes her, creates a moment. Aesthetics
like cream in coffee that has been stirred.
The loss of self control as prophetic...
difficult language that seems absurd.
difficulty that has it's owns stakes,
difficulty removed and replaced.
The difficult choice ends a mistake.
Difficulty's been blessed with that grace.
So what do we do with it? I am trapped.
I'm trying to think of anything but taboos,
my heart and desires have been kidnapped.
but need encouragement till they break thru.
I can't be free of my tunnel vision,
the hopeless dishonest repetition.
A random reminder that is out of context.
“Love and peace, it is that simple and it is that complex.” – Drew