It’s the has-to-be
like this
belief or consumption
otherwise less than
nothing.
Immense, crushing
I have no place to put
that
figment
blind to what is
what could be
vision
wavers on hurdles
but I can reach
I can stretch
every atom casts
this specter from the dark
from the dream
I can touch
and share the weight
collectively aim;
where is the aim?
Better?
~
Copyright © Kelly Huntson and kellyhuntson.com
*originally published April, 2021
Kelly Huntson 