No need for the undigested
or feelings buried by cultural expectations,
I need that emotion
that energy in motion
releasing thoughts powered by redemption
no means to place judgement
vast in this sea of conscription
listening in, too deep for most
possibly I’m embracing purpose
others find preposterous
am I obnoxious to consider
a parallel environment in which
positive thinking beats out anxiety
smooth out a harsh reality
then label it poetic codex
this is next to nothing
and everything at once
maybe even infinity
and there’s no need for the undigested
although I hold this imperfection
of energy in motion called
emotion.
