you are made mostly of water and were meant to flow around other objects with ease rather than sit sulking, hardening yourself into the corner you’ve backed into, a jello mold of some jagged right angle, walking through life with elbows out, all corners in conversation. life may freeze you, but you can learn to let the friction of gravity on skin thaw you out.
i said, “go soft”
the light is breaking through the blinds as we steal away to the corners of our minds to seek out the humor in tight spaces
i say, “go soft, be silent, be still banish the fangs and talons, but preserve the potential to prod and plunge
fold into yourself like the flutter and flicker of so many sequined wings
sponge soul-a smile you can squeeze and squish until all of the laughter drips out of it
mine for a fiber fit to clothe the heart, transparent to the eyes, shield against the mind
grey, black, blue, green,