buried within the core of my bones
that wants to know, yes, wants to know
the truths that hum beneath your skin
the fears that you fight to not let in
the values that build yourself within
the bleeding half you work to pretend
does not exist, or force you to bend
what happens when I learn it?
what happens when you discover it?
well, I guess, that depends
your hands and heart hold everything meaningful
for tumbling down mortar and stone
you are stronger for the awakening
gentler for the soul that soaked in sensitivity
the friction resulting in superconductivity
and walking away
holding new volumes of intersubjectivity
but I just want to know
when the noise is low
and the background fades
at the end of your day...
when you think you're alone
where do you go?
- Les'Nspired
