does it really make sense,
to de-sensitize ourselves?

since sense is what makes sense…

does it really fly
to deny ourselves our wings, the wind, and the limitlessness of the skies.

it must be a stage,
this pretending.

don’t feed me lines
don’t give me props
don’t under study
ask me, “what’s at play?”

playwright
become a free write

in fact, don’t write or wrong at all
open your curtains like waterfalls open rivers
and pour in on me…