I’ve only recently realized that I don’t have to quiet the shadows anymore. Your shape hearkens them still. I understand it’s a liability, relinquishing my logic to the curve of your arm, but practice makes perfect and I haven’t slept for days.
so it’s time to feel something new. a malnourished diatribe balancing on the bricks of love. a form away from myself. traveling the channels. walls, insane.
and find the moment within myself that sheds the light away.