There are ways to unfold a body,
cut a silhouette and fit it with love.

It is just below the heart, a
cigarette of life, ready to burn.

Break me down like an equation,
balanced at both ends.

In my arms, a full man can survive
if he values feral above love.

If we were deathless and fearless,
we’d never realize what clouds mean.

It’s not reason, only selection that makes us worthwhile
a slow, persistent flame fueled by chaos.


4 thoughts on “random

  1. I love these couplets–made me think of the biblical Proverbs–framed so nicely by the title. The last line is beautiful.

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