Friday, January 29, 2016

the binarie(s)

the white and black in me says that i have to believe in dualities
with the harrowing black & the joyful 
white.
but that leaves me to 
fall into the blindness of 
light
& the blindest of 
dark.

wouldn’t it make be brighter to live in the fluid?
& recognize the waves & flows & winds & bends mean real
reality?
harsh could be softer & joyful less cloudy & maybe we could be less easy to
rock.

the spins of my days where decks take water 
&
the whirl of days where lifeboats sink...
those led me to think that i’d be safer 
should i just live in the 
gray.

instead of being hated or loved
instead of depressed or manic
instead of powerless or unstoppable i
would first just 
be
me.

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