Wednesday, 19 October 2016

qualm

doubt doesn't
whisper sweetness
-- it yells bitter
hazards to a heart
that comprehends
dots 
nothing to do
with consequence

breed out comfort
zones that compact
large spiritual bodies
into tiny little typeset
drawers

it's difficult
to allow creepy crawler
doubt bugs all over
your body

nevertheless
with one strong
zephyr like sweep
of the hands
all insects diminish
squished all over
the floor

it's
enough to connect
the dots -- in order
to house the inertia
to create something
substantial that comes
to fruition -- in lieu
of your personal
naysayers