The flaws of humanity–
shredded and torn
tied and knotted
then stitched together
again and again
The flaws of humanity–
stripped and folded
bundled and bartered
then dealing the currency
again and again
The flaws of humanity–
belong to each of us
blood-curdled hands
in marching or folded arms
again and again
Yet still we rise above–
some seek a higher purpose
kissing our blemishes
our bruises and flaws
again and again
Emotions stumble
drunkenly towards the edge-
uninhibited
by what others think
floundering and falling down
left in disarray
on another day
you will find sunny smiles
when happiness speaks
love does that sometimes-
rolling turbulence today
still waters the next
while concealed depths
deceive the glassy surface
with images of joy
imagined or real-
they infect everyone else
especially you
shared feelings find
comfort for loneliness
when they recognize
the yearning you have-
a desperate emptiness
needing to drain out
before it becomes
like spreading cancerous cells
gnawing at your soul
you let down your guard
and invite all of them in-
the bliss and the hurt
passion’s pendulum
parades new colors each season-
no rhyme or reason
just the wild pursuit
the primeval quest to be
who you truly are.
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