BEcause

Once Lost then Found in oblivion

Chaos became the anchor.

I have been

I am

and would BE

only Me.

The true freedom of liberty…

to exist,

without reason, excuse, or permission.

Disengaged

I am here but unbound

unbridled
untamed
unfazed
unamazed

disenchanted

this.. your script
holds no interest for me

Let's Talk

Suspecting what one won't know

fearing what the other can’t;

whose voice do they choose

in the dark crevices of their minds?

Experience does not prophecy make,

nor does willful blindness,

heads buried blankets, guarantee resolution

Heads buried in the sand,

mouths muted and bound,

hearts not necessarily wounded

as the carousel turns

turning

driven by anxiety or someone's truth untold

Misunderstanding the understanding or

understanding the misunderstanding

bodies vibrates and twist

pulse and turn

mechanical and discordant;

the unknown remaining a matter of debated certainty

while cowardice prevents the actors from saying

“STOP

...can we talk”?

Assumptions

It's easy to say
"enough"...
when one has more.