May you Resolve to be Unresolved

May you keep a vision alive in your mind
not a burning vision that blinds
but a low lit flame that warms
and draws you toward
and whispers to you
not, of a different you
but of a you,

that can breathe more deeply
that can walk taller, and live fuller
the same you,
that you ought to have loved

from the moment you first fell down
from the moment you first gave up
from the moment you chose the safer option
from the moment you put up that first fence

May you keep a vision alive in your mind
a subtle flame of otherness
that allows you to slip in between the spaces
between the versions of your self

those you love a little more,
those you hate a little more,
those you are more willing to show
those you would like to hide

May you learn to love your mess
May you find the terrorist within,
and begin talks
may you encounter the craziest reflection of yourself
and look back with love, and honesty, and grace

May you learn to cry, and break down
May you learn to stop being strong
May you learn not to have it all together

May you resolve, to be unresolved

Beyond the Bars

Beware of the Watchmen.

If you are thinking of escape,

they are on alert

and will catch you in their gaze.

and convince you that

here is where you belong

sure, it's almost all you have known

Beware of the Watchmen

if you need to get free;

to open the shackles

and learn how to breathe

For beyond the bars

it's uncertain and cruel

To leave this security

Would be the wish of a fool

Beware of the Watchmen

and their cocktail of fixes

for if you try to get past

their barbed wire and ditches

you'll have become so hooked

on their dopamine lines

you'll return like a dog

with tail between thighs

Give me back my screens

Give me back my vice

Give me back my blanket

Give me back my lies

But Sir,

the doors are wide open

and you have the key

You own this prison

You didn't want to be free!