spirit

soft place in the heart.
where joy journeys down dark roads.
splashing in puddles.

may i speak freely?
edges of my tongue rusted.
spitting acrid barbs.

fragile fickle flesh.
wine skin covered empty soul.
punch drunk on false hopes.

in this one moment.
the universe unfettered.
all known in my hand.

a dull ache inside.
the sloshing of dark red blood.
less than half empty.

white open spaces.
to stretch the mind and body.
see your truest self.