Low Lit November
I come free of balance and feel only raw metaphors
I know you’re scared to try
I know-
I know.
But learn to
Explore life
Break form
Sculpt mess
Draw wild
Smear dead paint on glass
And demand passion from grace
Live, write, and sense art
Let it breathe you in
Inflate you in tangled mess
and allow yourself to accept that life is crazy
that life makes you cry
that life will forget
that life can wear you out
but that life cares
that life is wonderful
that you are too
This poem is about:
Our world