Messiness distracts you.
Simple words flatter you.
Deadlines stress you.
Promises secure you.
How fragile are you?
Rush carries you.
Infatuation marries you.
Status holds you.
Labels wound you.
How fragile are you?
Can you stop carrying this burden?
Of a mind and body sullied in mediocrity.
Can you live free of these infidelities?
Of a sacred tomb to enshrine your wounds.
Can you see the fragile while not succumbing to its destiny?
From the ashes of your bones to the sweetness of your moans,
a treachery on display for you every day.
How impenetrable are you?
The mess messes.
The word fusses.
The deadline stresses.
The promise falters.
And all along, something immutable lives on.
That’s the YOU you are skipping, in honor of these dippings.
Immutable you are, in the fragility you are, immutable.
Until the next ❤️ beat ~.~.~
