Thursday, December 16, 2021

Belly Drowning/Belly Rising

 

when life is webbed, oily, thus, slippery, it’s hard to believe in others. many have goodness, baptism, tight knit community, at careers, wives and husbands, bright futured children—surefire blessed, wrestling an existential gnat. others suffer alienation, estrangement, baffled by existence, torn by insistence. a soul moves with grace, endures mighty agriculture, builds a franchise, steep in precariousness. to search for a benediction, to need a blessing, or a softer word, to ensure, someone has seen struggle.

one says, "touché," walks away, shivers, blesses himself, never looks back. another argues in himself, debating responsibility, reassuring himself, an easier cargo. if to carry, if to live, if to love—as creatures dying softly, facing trials, most hopes are lingering—

over a sky letter, a quick swoop, some dear soul, to know life in situation—by a cold hallucination, by intense, positive, delusional paranoia, an earth with secrets, a woman with child, a blessing, requiring more secrets, suffocating, holding said child, longing for redemption.

mystique aura, mysterious excellence, trying with delight, managing friendships, honest with spouse, carrying fortune, power, pain.

easier to breathe, steady uphill, caves at stops along a trail: orison eyes, golden countenance, pulchritude soul, gifted, running to fix life, anxious, steady into a storm—

with many making grime, stirring into contradicting, steering hostile arts, alive to make mischief, alone in a vacuum, lashing at society.          

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    The strength to withstand the winds; a spell as it effects/affects some creature. A sudden moment filled with absolute certainty, so wro...