Slightly elevated, dreams, system regulated. The part of me that wants to love, patient, deflated. One poke is all it took, Swiss cheese the look. Your definition of pain too generalized to find in a book. Jump into an abyss, hold onto a fishing hook. If / when you find freedom – a string of faith is needed to pull you back up. The size of a bread crumb. Loaded onto a moving truck. Space to breathe, hard times, sneeze and bless it. When energy starts to do it’s own thing, hopefully my body can hold it down applying the pressure. Diamonds are forever. The easy way out is death, contemplating signing up for the lecture.