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.