A shift in being
varied pieces of a whole
each trying to be, to form
to grow into something complete
Chips of intention and hope
a tragically purposeless motivation
flying up with tethered wings
clipped claws scratching at the bark
We are coming together
stronger as we connect and fuse
Less an optical illusion
More solid and deep, rooted
Perfection fractured into realness
Shoulds dissolving into ghosts
To accept not knowing, uncertainty
Letting absolutes soften to gray tones
You have shifted into me now
But more, thicker, rougher, fatter
Marbled flavor, cushioning blows
Savoring a fullness of being not yet known
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