iNcOmpLete pErFecT chOicE...

Eclipsing the obvious
A chance to surrender
You long to close the space
Yet
Unable to grasp
Claustrophobia envelops
A restraint keeps your place.
A smooth conversation, paradox of passion, no inevitability,

Only precision of movement.

OR

Step into abundance
Smell the spring
Feel the sunshine
Yet
A pinion of chaos holds you
To your scattered fettered chamber
A gentle swift oscillation
Excessive indulgence, abandon of grief, no acquiesce,

Only minutes of the mind.

Yet i fret

i am devoid of a choice.

There are still oblivious blanks to be filled between
...

Fear ___________________________________ Bliss