Stronger, with sight

New, set, walking with relieved growl

Music in all hand movements, turns

The night waits, the day celebrated

Push on one side, pull another, but I 

Don’t bother

Understanding can be expelled I guess

And maybe that’s the point

to stop decoding skies

and just let a pig waddle as it wants

to walk without apology

to snort without a sense of

to be that body trudging forward

because forward feels like truth

The conviction is interesting, but still sick.