Message flashes like a strobe light barrage. Choose a direction or park in a garage. Get everything done or let time unwind? Bootstraps no boots I wear. Gotta show me, I care.. Move and stretch, work it out. Some void surrounds me, somehow to share. My body seems no longer the same, a different one. It feels pretty good, seems healthy, vibrant, stout. Possibly it is transforming. Feels like everything is. So much change and yet, I can’t single any of it out. Honestly, feels massive. Whole physical structure shift. New sounds keep emerging. Purging. It’s like everything is on edge. Ambiguous, noninclusive. Hedge. Thing is, this has been happening, building for some time. It is a test. Either move with it or? Goals seem arduous, aside from basic needs. Be at your best but willing to concede. An emotional omelette while vigilant to content and concept.
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AuthorKeala Brent |