There is so much to say, be at this moment.
What is it that I really need to voice?
I feel like I should not judge, like it is bad
I sensor my writing, and at times my thinking
I sensor my feelings- although they are present with me anyway
It's hard to listen from this baggage.
I box myself in more than a building does.
Air is everywhere. (not sure about good quality air but air none the less.)
Will fly my dress at half mass off of the flagpole
will dialogue in whatever form with others (with you through this medium.)
Getting excited about being lost.
want to fly.
want to readjust, brake, blur my boundaries.
first I have to see clearly what they are
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