i think in terms of
war
business
and a mixture of life.
i can get lost on tangents
play in the weeds
talk until the teens revolt.
to know the limit
you must push it
push it passed itself
in order to create a new limit
strengthen the fear muscle.
in a dimly light back staircase
i shoot dice in a urine stained corner.
the click clack echoes in the school yard chamber.
they sing to me
telling me fear is good
excitement to keep learning
keep growing
allow fear to dance with me
on my adventures.
it's a love hate relationship
but i know it is needed
to keep balance
perspective
so i encourage fear
to keep singing it's beautiful song
and it encourages me to keep rolling the dice.
