existential crisis – j light MUSE

that which

i want that i am that that which i am i can only see what is already me so that which i think i am longing to be is already a part but feels fallen apart somewhere in my heart and i go searching again then i stub my toe from my grasping and woeContinue reading “that which”

hoofing it

may the horse in your heart hear its own hooves and know that it is running from nothing may the wolf in your windpipe hear its own howl and know that it is clawing at nothing may the crow in your crown hear its own caw and know that its crying for nothing

feather brain

i got caught for a moment in the thought of a wallow i knew it was there when my stomach felt hollow it begged me to weep and suffer the arrows but when i heard what it needed they were just baby sparrows who all had been trapped in the weight of my gut flutteringContinue reading “feather brain”

waxing away

may you be that wick that dips and dunks and dives into the depths of all your lives here and now there and then coating itself in wax with experiences and layers of once molten and then hardening layer upon layer experience upon experience knowing always and at any time you may be a-lit fromContinue reading “waxing away”

much nothing

how much may we make of the nothing at stake how deep may we bask in this time that won’t last how heavy might we get in the weight of the net how tightly must we grasp to the lungs’ last gasp yet how lightly can we play with the dawning of one day howContinue reading “much nothing”