humbled. i blew it away ten-fold three times a day aching like a monster in this shimmering design of a shatter bruised and defused a crumbling statue begging each passerby for their strength or their wisdom or their ability to fly and i was shown up and torn up and ripped apart held dangling by my nerves and floundering a butterfly with no wings a bird that cannot sing humbled and undaunting. -hb back home |