beat, beat

I have no use for uselessness.

I have no desire for crazy fires.

I have no way of knowing the day

it will decide to surface

suffice to say

I will be ready even if my feet aren’t steady.

trying to experiment with

ways of wonderment

the beat of this moment.

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