Unclear Destination
Defenestration must remain articulate,
they must know why they’re being tossed.
When the loud anger begins to deflate
a lot more than a line has been crossed.
What grows is a flare for the avant-garde,
that desire to push against the hardest line.
You may come out of the ride a bit scarred
as your soul and a vision begin to align.
Leaning in to this total transformation
harness a brand new heroic personality.
Unlocking an as yet unclear destination
I face the future with unwavering tenacity.
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