Aporia in the morning, without a way to you,
Lost lonely spaces not a path a wrecking crew
The kind of doubt that opens a door unknown
Uncertain, Socrates asks us, weeds overgrown,
A bubble pops, fragile soft tender, on the edge
Everything collapses stops hammer of a sledge
Complex, uncentered, imbalanced, & off-kilter,
Take a pause eternal we are both right a wrong
Something's not quite right a flat note in a song
Embrace a tension, wear me in the layered fold,
An answer lies beyond us a naked truth untold
In beauty, instability, where all our failures fail,
Disequilibrium unsettled, where dreams unrail,
Frazzled in limbo breathe in our questions now
Koan me in the stillness a riddle churns a plow,
Block my only doorway turn and slide into you
I notice all the small things lie with me in a few,
We feel a barefoot moment shape in us too deep
Think of letting go, in all the broken places seep.
Feb 28
Feb 28, 2026 at 9:49 AM UTC
Aporia in the morning, without a way to you,
Lost lonely spaces not a path a wrecking crew
The kind of doubt that opens a door unknown
Uncertain, Socrates asks us, weeds overgrown,
A bubble pops, fragile soft tender, on the edge
Everything collapses stops hammer of a sledge
Complex, uncentered, imbalanced, & off-kilter,
Take a pause eternal we are both right a wrong
Something's not quite right a flat note in a song
Embrace a tension, wear me in the layered fold,
An answer lies beyond us a naked truth untold
In beauty, instability, where all our failures fail,
Disequilibrium unsettled, where dreams unrail,
Frazzled in limbo breathe in our questions now
Koan me in the stillness a riddle churns a plow,
Block my only doorway turn and slide into you
I notice all the small things lie with me in a few,
We feel a barefoot moment shape in us too deep
Think of letting go, in all the broken places seep.
Do you ever have one of those days, when you seem to be the only one in the room that is literally doubting everything, everyone, all the time in every possible way, up against a wall, but I see a light of darkness in you as you whisper "let go ... leave the unknowns unknown ... hold me in the 'I don't know' places."
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