Time to hollow out,

purge and separate.

Grown too close, now;

intertwined inside and out

with something.

Maybe seeking comfort,

running from the lie,

instead of seeking the truth.

Some think a dull blade

is safer than one honed,

but what lies in wait

is not an accident;

just a temporary stay of intent.

We all have bad days.

We all have wicked ways,

and crimes

that we’ll take to our graves.

A little bit of Hell,

stokes the fire

to make us rise today.

Holding on to that avatar?

Let it go.

Only one can face today,

only one of us

makes it to tomorrow.

Time to empty out the vessel.

Time for a new vintage.


HG – 2019


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