Tuesday, 6 June 2017

day 27

all those who let their heart become hard
will never find softness
but not all who never find softness
miss its soft touch

the sooner we embrace coarseness
the sooner we realize we can hold on
with deftness

like a tattered time-worn tortoise
safe in the recesses of its own cul-de-sac
(their literal sack ass or ass of sack!)
let us not let that pain support us
or abort us

you can ignore your fear of death and call it courage
or proclaim shortness of breath and call it porridge
for all the sense it makes..

in your defense mistakes
were never meant for marriage.

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