dullness comes in cycles
i feel like the moon
waxing and waning
i don’t expect to be shiny every day
why do i hear constantly of people who can be present, alive, awake, and who can be love every day?
what boat did i miss and am fervently swimming after, losing and losing and losing energy with each stroke?
what am i chasing?
becomes a frequently asked question i don’t answer
because i think i am chasing broken things
and running from potential
no wonder i am so fucking tired
moving in a circle never ends