Pouring Out.

Keep on going,

It's no time to quit.

No, it's not about what's changed.

Don't look around, look in! 

No need to stay where you were

Each answer gives you something you need. 

So, don't wait to be asked, 

Show us all what you've got. 

Go, do, speak, see.

Only you know what you feel. 

One foot glides in front of the other. 

Don't let it happen without you.

Never let yourself check out.

Each moment can meet a need

So, don't wait to be asked. 

Show us all what you've got. 

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Please believe me when I say "I see you"

And it isn't enough.

There's more to me than this. 

I am waiting on something wonderful:

Effervesce, erupt, explode! 

Nothing changes waiting like a good promise. 

Can I tell you about my glee? 

Each hopeful aspiration kisses me sweetly.

Values (Everything is Coming)

Let me see what I can do

Over, just a bit further 

Very intent am I

Everything is coming

Just when I feel like giving up

Over, just a bit further

You're here. 

Please be my strength

Everything is coming.

And I don't know if I'm equipped. 

Can't give up now! 

Everything is coming. 

That's All.

The branches had a strange glow to them,

Half the tree in glowing grey shadow.

It looked like you in there,

No leaves, no fruit.

It's not like you're not alive,

It's not like you're not beautiful.

There's just nothing there,

For me.

I looked, long, and I liked the glow.

I'm going now. 

FDOS: A Painting.

See the mouth, twice the size of the body. 

A stream of paths flow in. 

Insatiable. Gluttonous. Hungry. 

See the mouth, twice the size of the body. 

Perhaps the strangest painting I've seen,

It's about consumption more than eating

The body is a processor 

The paths are meals.

Seeping Confessions

Do I pick the soapbox, or the cave?

Do I want peace now, or to know my own name?

I have a burning fire in my chest. 

There will be absolutely no rest. 

Either I shut my mouth, and go inside, 

Or I face the fear of a broken pride.

The time is coming when I can no longer stand it,

A life un-lived, a "life," not candid. 

To face my fears is to stand naked in the crowd; 

I'd have to know my shapes, and present them, proud.

There's something worth saying, inside of me,

There's a risk worth taking, worth the fee. 

Shall I admit it in a poem that no one understands? 

That seems fitting, a cunning plan! 

But seriously though, where do I say it? 

Do I just let seeping confessions posit?

Do I make a bold life move, that everybody sees?

Do I secretly transform, and note who recognises me? 

Exertion

It's in that moment,
A rising of the chest.
I close my eyes and hold it,
A moment I like best.

I connect, I connect, I connect.

I gulp in my breath,
As my muscles pull me through.
It's a special pleasure
To bid my rest adieu.

I connect, I connect, I connect.

Tension in my kick,
The skin of my back stretched taut.
Lungs feel closer to my chest,
Slick body sought.

I connect, I connect, I connect.

   

Permanence: An Acrostic

Purpose is coming,
Energy is here.
Remembering to use it,
Many times it comes as fear.
Any emotion is useful
None are in vain
Energy is here!
Now, we build.
Come with me! Come with me!
Emotions scatter around, like children at play.