we are fixed.

creeping
closer to consciousness
with eyes open
all night
long
i wish so much less than i wonder
i want so much less than i get
of this
memories and reminders
of how i came to be
so much less than i set out to be
watching familiar sidewalks,
from unfamiliar views
this time my
hands kept warm
this time my
heart kept full
this time i
flow in all the right directions
i
hear the perfect beat
so now i have this thing to do
my altar is empty
of offerings
of possibilities
my hands are empty
so my search is for my sacrifice

willing- &
relentlessly