lovely sometimes rarely maybe

and i was scared scared 
scared of existing
of actually being real
i still am in fact
quite often
to this day.
this long
root of
fear that keeps us quiet.
no more
no mas
no no more
no no more
enuf enuf enuf enuf
for a lifetime
lasted enuf. ya.
i thought i could
quiet the storm
inside me in the
water the water
could hold
but no
could not
forever anyway
out out
out out of gut
now now
pouring and
porous loose
lysander lye
onto street
and cracks
and its lovely
rarely maybe

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