My own body and mind isn't as hard as one may think
Others body's and mind's isn't as hard as you may think
It's not hard because it happens so seemingly
One moment your looking at someone, intent on listening to their ideas, feelings, perceptions
but they are morphing, without really noticing at first, into an object of desire
or of (idea)L
or some place you dream to connect to... but you can't always connect because
you are you
they are them
we are together
That, too, is "one way of looking at it"
It's damn awkward
Hiccups during speeches
Everyone cringing, "Remember to breathe"
"Don't show how uncomfortable they are making you"
I created myself today and I still am working on the form
It's a process you see
I'm sort of a perfectionist
I'm sort of totally re-shaping everything eventually because
sometimes I feel like I just don't love it all the same anymore
I changed and so did my form.
Look at me though
A sculture on a pedestal
or broken into pieces sinking into the earth
No one really noticed anyway
They don't read
But they appreciate community and creating things
I asked myself if reading was what would save the world...
Would it? Would just learning the patience of reading a book help us to
listen a little closer? Or maybe we already are
it just looks a bit different than we expected
I assumed the worst and the best in people today.
I felt myself fashioning a shield of fronds, covering up my delicate private parts
I even contemplated plucking my nipple hairs
I also just sat quietly and listened
Free bleeding my soul onto a blank page