A full plate

I am enough
Sometimes too much
Isn’t that why we’re here?
To see another’s plight and take it anyway?
Whichever way we can?

I see you
I don’t see you too
To bend and break and run…
From what doesn’t fit or conform
Into an ever growing smaller box

I hear you
I’m not listening
To the voice that races off your tongue
Or the heart you explode in your hands
Pardon me?

The shoe hangs close to the wire
Who do you trust?
If not the one who’s a piece of you
For sanitys sake
Jump if you will

Words made up
All fall down
Love and love and live some more
The faces look and hands turn
The circle never ends

Cry, till the very last light
Pour everything into the glass
Look through until it is no more
Fight all you have
Charge racing horses,  charge

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