To let go of intention?
Move inward
Seek outward
Interconnection.
Find a curious resemblance
When I strip down dependance
On others to complete me
It turns, inevitably
To interdependence.
Look.
Perhaps.
Unfold and collapse.
Violent and still.
The gentlest thrill
In each gap and lapse
Where attention shines oddly
Strange colors and sounds
Questions, holy and ungodly.
Watch how it moves
With each quiver and shake
Through, away, in and out
Painstakingly staked
With great care to be nothing
Empty and opaque
A vessel for poetry
To spontaneously awake.
Touch becomes sound
Light turns to dust
Find solace in the black floor
And continuously adjust
To the unpredictable rhythm of this empty space
You love to, you must
Offer it all your trust.
In a whirl
Ever-changing
Ever-rearranging
Always the same game
Same name
Same self I am facing.
Always me
My own flavor of sweet
For others to taste
In this melting pot, we stir presence
Into ever-moving waves
Of soupy surprise
Even when I close my eyes
I cannot blind myself from your familiar scent
It lingers in the mix of everyone’s sweat
Where on my shoulders it lovingly ferments.
Marionettes left to our own subjection
Tying strings to each other’s toes
We pull blindly, playfully
In any direction
With care
Perhaps
Without intention
Simply loving the joyful absurdity
Celebrating our predilection for misdirection.
So, we spin and spin
In this little circle
Around and around
As the world turns
On its head
In our heads
In the world
We create together.
Then, as I turn to go
You remain with me still
As I remain
Forever bound
To our mutual poetic exitance
Thus, I am fulfilled!
So it is to be
Always connected
So it is to be
Human
Together
Humanity.
Art by Kėkė 