Impossible to see, we
try…impossible to feel
we try
standing slowly we
try
to understand, to
somehow
comprehend
but
there is much
of what we know
in the way
of what we know
like pride
like fear
well spring emotions;
because of not knowing
not because
they’re real…
we watch each other, we
hear stories, we
talk quietly
we argue
the
internet happens
but we don’t know
and it’s fine, OK, good, not good
but always
reality that we don’t
know…so
we
learn
my shape form feelings, hers
his
theirs
we are not supposed to be the same
we are not supposed
to
anything
but
we want to, need to, feel
tremendous pressure towards
something
and not knowing
we call it god
but it isn’t
it is
love
which is what we call
not knowing but…
caring
as if
we knew.

Believe. Go. Do.

~TrevorZen