Sometimes all I have to do
Is stand firm glaring
Insist upon my place
And it will yield the path…
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Sometimes all I have to do
Is stand firm glaring
Insist upon my place
And it will yield the path…
Notches on skin
Reminiscent of warriors of old…
I hope I’ll have so much more to say;
I mark my victories on my skin. Kind of like the notches that warriors used to etch on their weapons, counting their kills, except these are not representing kills, but suppression. Non-lethal temporary marks for non-lethal temporary victories.
Temporary is the best I can reasonably hope for, but temporary or not, they are still victories and they’re truths that won’t be taken away from me.
Maybe it’s all coming to the fore now?
Fear fear fear…
for now it hunts and for now it haunts….
The maximum speed of a pendulum
Is at the lowest point of its arc…
Pitch currents surging on the floor of my personal blue
Congeal on their own time coaxed by the watchful gaze of the other…
I thought I had it beat. I thought it was gone for good. Why won’t it stay gone?
On feeling more hopeful, more victorious, more triumphant than what it wants to allow you.