fragility//roses

03102025

dear reader,

i wonder what the difference is

the ability to roll like fog through the great expanse of earth

and

efficiency rooted in

the usage of small pockets

i wonder what the difference is

writing you

and

writing you

i wonder

in all the forms of

still

and an answer comes:

you are being used by life

nothing more

still

this

still

one rings differently than the others

as a call to arms

not a

call of weakness

as a call of use

if i

so(w) you

then we

there is no knowing,

just movements to fulfill.

the activation of the individual

is the catalyst

to

systemic change

what if that activation,

is a seed breaking for growth

you are being used by life

to complete

something

you'll never know

something you cant escape

and maybe those

faces of the unknown

are

the faces of life

not

the faces of our disorder

the faces above

and

the faces below

a face

I've just realized

one i’ve been confiding

here

is fragility

and the need to move

beyond

it*

thank you for speaking truth to me

so i could find the word

powers writes about life using you for a purpose. he writes about this idea that you are being used by life.

and i like it

and if we could stretch

that occasion

all the way

around

in a stranger's embrace**.

to see life

our one commonality

as the boss

what would life's

call to arms**

sound like?

trust that you can take a punch

(keep going)

trust that we won't punch you

("the Greats take risks, the almost Greats gossip.", the wolfmother, Joni Mitchell

keep going.)

//

there is space between

me and

this fragility

me and

myyour

the space always exists

the work is widening it

rise above it

there is space

between

us

as rose petals,

as the brambles they grew from,