Eye of the Eye
I'm witnessed
and I feel that I can hope
but I disappear again
into infinite constellations
that don't contain me
to risk just being
an ever reaching hand
in an endless fall
can there be meaning in flux
if time cannot be stopped
and I cannot be stilled
there are all ways and none ~
a cascade of push, pull and feeling
an ache that resolves itself
I am absolved
so easily in tangents
so dramatically in execution
but painfully
devolved of awareness
undone almost too far
concern for that state
the solo undoing
until once again
I cry out in the darkness
needing to be someone else's vision
wanting not reflection
but anothers lens
it is but a sedative
and my brain and blood
the very air
is muddled by it
my wish to be shaped
preventing form
being moved
creating stagnation
everything exists
beneath entrapped screams
I can absorb yet be weightless
conditioning
be cast off
there is nothing
at the heart
of vastness
let me be the space
in-between ripped seams
a free flowing breath
that returns to a lung
to expand, contract
travels outwards
never retreats
I am once again ~
when I admit
unburdened awakening
lessons not from man
but from the wilderness
empty and erase me
inevitable persistence
my only container
all this
in the time
that I am allowed
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