• I.
    Crossing your own Threshold
    Is an act of Destruction: a dismissal
    Of your boundaries, securities & sureties
    Your preconceived notions & the voices in your head.
    A willingness to be unmade & made again
    Amnesia undertaken voluntarily
    Work in Progress
    Clearing the corpses . . . gaping emptiness
    The air smells Ozone sharp
    Identity Crisis
    CAN SOMEONE TELL ME WHO I AM?

    II.
    Creation fills the void
    (Crisis averted, the tide has been turned.)
    The Paths before your feet . . . vivid sensation.
    Churning mind, “THIS, you declare
    THIS HAS MEANING,” you scream it just to make it true
    Moments condensing into lyrics
    Erecting hovels, spires, mountains of poetry
    Of realization, of journeys, of destinations
    Of Disillusionment & Wonder, doubt & awe

    III.
    The following is a trial of Remembrance
    Discarding what was, Salvaging what should be
    Retaining the resounding moments . . . .
    . . Making sense of the echoes
    Adjusting and dusting off your sense of self
    Reforging perceptions
    Each venture is to be undertaken with caution
    They force growth & render subtle ghosts
    But to shy from the journey . . .
    Is to reject change, & make a ghost yourself.