Narrative more than the art of being An opportunity to rewrite unfinished stories limp reality of a wimpering act Courage and love appearing at will allowing you to twist the history of your own experience Out of shape. To help elevate an accelerating heart to passionate compulsion and the scream of endorphins to an irretrievable, contorted tale of A pretentious moth to an imaginary flame. Willfully attracting itself to a known threat Willfully dying of feigned ignorance And a deep seated desire of finding, in the narrative - Meaning.
Mostly I brush life off my shoulder when it falls gently from a tree, or when it grows from my shirt like lint. Mostly i sigh it away like a laugh from an unfounded joke or a waft of extra air in speech. Except sometimes.