Ritual for Staying Soft
close your eyes, forget the rule, let it flow — imperfect, cruel. things will move, be torn, be true, even chaos knows what to do. hear your cat hum jazz at night, purring spells to keep you bright, lute and rhythm, strange embrace, holding time, suspending space. drink the coffee, cold or late, nothing here is sealed by fate, life’s a mess, a passing tide, everything will drift aside. it’s an act, a role undone, floating scenes beneath the sun, mad and vivid, loose and free, painted moments meant to be. breathe in deep, don’t chase the proof, love begins when you’re uncouth, the stage is yours, the lights agree — step inside. begin. just be.