I see
within
the distance-
concealment of
mannerisms
...and, no open door!
All I notice-
you standing at the door-
waiting for me-
then when the door closes,
I assume nothing.
How long to conceal-
what secret?
What is harmful?
How do you hurt?
Concealing in your
own secrets-
connects no light-
in it- I see no
freedom; I see
a closed reality
...of uncertainty,
and minimum perceptions.
I say-
open your eyes-
find the right
perception in which-
secrets causes
the seemingly lifeless
distance-
to no found right.
What is left-
sure is not right!
...and what must be up-
goes down-
but what
perception do you get-
when a talent falls on you?