compose

hello. what do you need?
do you seek surprise
in the same stride 
as symmetry?
you good with danger?
can you be bothered
and accompanied?
do you accept flow
and an unknown 
emotion as a 
welcome stranger?
these alien tools
rubbing your shoulders 
and sleeping
in your head-
can they be seen instead 
as well worn gifts
that could create shifts
in your ombré
in your tender below
in your shadow?
when your cool becomes hot
your calm not
do you crave
to stand in dark?
yet not let any part
of it 
into 
onto 
next to
your soul?
if you expect life
to keep happening
to keep unfolding
helping and
shouldering
even after you have 
tapped out
the rhyme scheme,
what might that
mean?
we all die,
but could words 
help you 
to love yourself 
to death?
and then 
help you hold 
onto your wholeness
and breath
and every best 
part of it 
that is
worth 
seeing 
craving
saving. 
even while
you are suspended 
in the moment
before the
moment you are
noted
noticed
supported.