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Impaired Judgement

I live a life of impaired judgement.
That’s why the wildest flowers rush to bloom in my arms.
And stories filled with truth boom inside my ears.
Your stories. His. Hers. And, my stories.

I can’t sleep with all these rules.
The air is too thin.
I want to learn to thrive in the thick of it.
And melt magnificently in the heat of it.

Unravel and tangle into all new knots.
Find a way to slip through the cracks and expand to create space.
Experiment with a stance that is completely still and strong.
Then, crawl desperately towards the feet of everything I am afraid of.

Thrash around.
Kick up dirt.
And rise again
Covered in messy, beautiful life.

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