the chemical

it is not too late to experience an evolution. it is not too soon to develop and open. hold yourself together, climb out onto those petals, pushing past your weakening into your strengthening. run to the front to form those relationships. it’s ok. the running. the holding. both are values.

lying between you and I, between us. it is something remarkable. I thought today about how we let it go into something that never happened at all. what can be remade from this opportunity? what can be said in regret? climb out onto that ladder, pulling yourself up into the empty loving space, cleared out for you. ever so self aware. 1 week turns 2 and the resolution becomes sharper. the image is easier to see. 3 weeks and the body responds. real life is messy. complicated.

I’m not afraid to be afraid. somehow more genuine than before. not afraid to embrace that either, all those flashbacks, however, what do I do with those? I need to shower it away, and I would have thought I had done that by now, blurred messages like broken eyesight. time to find out the why, and maybe even the why not. look into me and image my thoughts, find the block and release me. find the application that binds me and cut me free

art credit: Pandora by Thomas Benjamin Kennington (1908)