For A While Now

Traveling on sun’s beam

Sinking on ocean’s inhale

Sighing out love

The most

Lost on the out breath

Denial to pause; to serve 

Having tied the loose ends 

And contained the spills

And mopped the sloppy footprints 

And what’s left

I am

Unused that is 

And maybe those borders

That which hangs around the edges

Pending disposal 

Actually keeps us around

Across and through

As in relevant 

This, not that

Peanut butter and jelly words 

Black, no sugar 

Life, not death

When character is wiped away 

Fallen in simplification 

More struggle comes with discernment

The removal of chaff

If I can’t say 

With all the too much pauses 

With the whelm

With the heavy, leaking trail that follows our stories loose 

Their form ceases, their way, their function 

The play ceases, drama arrests

Actors demise imminent 

We cannot eliminate uncertainty without certain death to being