If only

If only did i know
The gaze of morning
From beneath it all
From above it even
Just as well

Instead of welling in it
Moments only supressed
Some surpassed by dawn
And met in evenings lax

Tired and tilted thoughts
In or out of touch,
Who questions?
Who knows?

Centered on humbling tones
Of exhales between doorways
None of which completely my own

How severe is ownership
when hands lay open once
Consciousness is unembodied
Unabated with the subtle glimpses
of given, of carried weight equal.

You are

You are probably mine
And i dont know it

You are probably blind
But this ball, i'm going to throw it

You are probably probably thinking the
same certain things,  like this hurts

You are probably here or there or anywhere but
In this with me because mostly
I got over the absence of it all

I found myself
I round myself  up not down
And do not say that's a stab at you.

Am i

Am i inspired...
Am i transpiring
With the universe
Or is it all a response

Does intention wave the cab
or does the hand
Is it a balance between
here and the man. 

Do you work for me
Great mystery  or do
I love enough to lean
On you or any other
All the same.

Should i shrug or bow
Sink or plow,  beg or meow.
Come hither sweet calm that
Allows passion to erupt.

Hold open

Hold the open
Let the river flow through you
Hold open, and when you do
Don't be ashamed or subtle
Hold open in your truth

Hold open
Hold tune
Don't be hushed
Don't be rushed
Hold open
It's yours to do

Hold open unto
And into you, hold
Hold, hold open

No one has to know but you
Hold open, as long as you feel so
Hold open, it's not simply done
it benefits the hearts view

Not At odds, at ends

Tethers untied
Hinderences no longer
Discussed or disguised
I am divine with my
Burnt edges

I am divine with truth
Full of intentions, not
Lost in label or lavish refrain
Loose and wanton as I came

I do not hurt your hurt
all my own to heal, I am
Not a victim as I was tamed to be
I am wild or recluse without shame

I stare and state my damage
Am not told to stay undone
I step out backwards
Fear can't have my voice
Or tounge

I know you are but what am i

attempted to fresh start-
to get a blog name that was stuck in a loop in my head
but its taken and so are all the things I can relate to it
sticks and stones\