unconstruct the lack of gaps between uslet there be a moment of uncertainty to breathe and let our feelings solidify.
hot in the throes of life i ran too hard; living for me is something new and fiery
i got it from you, damn it. now you laugh and gather odds and ends around the fireplace letting it burn and take us in the process.
i’d rather be fire-tried and shiny than lounging like the muck of clay we were, easily pushed into tight spaces
left waiting for the next sculptor to be inspired.