Meternity

I used to be teen suicide, less full of myself to wonder a future unknown borrowing a want of perfection in strength of movement, a posture of glazed movement, gymnastic skills of love, purposeful of thought tone---surprised I excelled in most, tried in some and failed in those anonymous a few--my lone physicality set the stage for a mistress lover of handstand entrees in, on above all objects where I could pose upside down and see the reverse of an earthly life based on age appropriate conventions of and age remembered life to recourse a yonder youth in all its wonderment, fallibility of domestico-initiation and socio-training to be up/down cool/nerdy pain/pleasured and thus True/False primed and Squared by ritual sacrifices of an impermanent unsolved self-- where do you really begin, endure? and end with the means to justify your end as to the forever prone promises tendered in creating a dulled existence for a what purpose? Charity begins within your Heart of Hearts all leading to a proportioned infinity of reality living and lights of Love.