for drama.
i was about to say,
me neither
and then suddenly
i wondered.
if i had habitually done
what we too often do -
so much drama.
Simplicity:
when we have no choice
because we have already chosen
we have been chosen
and we know ourselves as
spoken for
we know the sweet sound
of our own name
like a ripple
without a wind we
seek a centre and a
movement.
somehow there has come
a clutter
like a tyrant
of an ostrage.
i want no more of it.
no more of this angst
turmoils of unproductivity
looking wanting yearning
bring it to me now
front and centre
no need for hiding.
it is in love
that we are
found
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