opportunistic we are
folded into some tangerine origami bird
discarded & bold upon the floor
that truth
catching sunlight and shade
acknowledged and recognized as vital to the pulse of days
somewhere between
the impossible and the fierce
we sing to the silver gods & monsters of fate pierced
we soothe our bruises in the cool water of ancient acceptance
we balance who we are to the northern star
crispness becomes us
autumn lies dormant in our bones
a tale we write to ourselves at midnight
we alight
we dance to the moon
opportunistic we are
folded into some tangerine origami bird
discarded & bold upon the floor
that truth
catching sunlight and shade
acknowledged and recognized as vital to the pulse of days
somewhere between
the impossible and the fierce
we sing to the silver gods & monsters of fate pierced
we soothe our bruises in the cool water of ancient acceptance
we balance who we are to the northern star
crispness becomes us
autumn lies dormant in our bones
a tale we write to ourselves at midnight
we alight
we dance to the moon
opportunistic we are
