the line,
the tightrope,
the razor’s edge.
whatever you call it,
we’re all walking it.
between
hopefulness and the absurd,
confidence and arrogance,
compassion and self-righteousness,
freedom and the ego,
awareness and judgment.
most of the time
i can’t even tell
which side
i’m on.
or if there are
even sides?
or lines?
and if it is
even
possible,
to know?
do we lose
in striving?
can
thought
kill
thought?
xoxo