unsympathetic solitude
wrapped up in blinding dim
layered in privately free
levels of darkness and hidden spaces
voice and magnificence stored
part perfection seeping between charred ruins

swirls of dark and singe on top of healing bone
wisps of unkempt passion and wild in uncontrolled winds
waves of fragility and liberation tied to rules
dissolving stitches of hope and glory
in the bite of my lip, 
bracing for more of this
suppressed rigid rage confined to today…