gather/analyze
Un-imagining threat loops
Positive outlook

I’m slipping, I’m falling,
On my way down I see you threatening my standing.
I don’t know why I put up my defenses,
Like I’m at risk of losing my pretenses.
I can’t celebrate, a stone wall rises before I can appreciate.
I punch the brick to distract my mind.
So I can’t think about the intricate truth.
My hands go numb while handling what I find,
But my mind won’t let you go when my failures are proof.

“Will you love the glimmer of dew that shines from the point of my shovel as I bury your body in the forest on the mainland?”
He says as he demands that I terminate the only thing I know I’ve ever loved
-forced abortion

Your friend wanted to beat my friend with a bat
What do you think about that?
Your friend wanted to hit my friend with a bat! ***** that’s ghetto, **** that!
What do you think about that?
What do you
Think
What do you think about that?

It *****, y'know,
life & ****.
Everything *****,

sometimes.

But I guess
that's what makes it
good too,

sometimes.

It seems that
'always'
is the enemy
of emotion.

Or at least

sometimes

it is.

stars run ramped
taken for granted
chaotic formations
of constellations
the darkness beckons
the void threatens
to take what you love
Your freedom, like a dove