out of control

these are times of an ever-heightened heart-rate

induced by little sleep,

lots of work,

irregularities abound.

there’s a thrill in all of it, no doubt,

keeping things moving and blood flowing.

emotional amplitudes spike these days,

carving new spaces and

trying relations.

what will happen once this ends?

will it all fall apart

or go up in flames

or will it just have changed its shape,

becoming the new Gestalt of the Geworfensein, into this life?

nobody knows, so grace is kindly asked

to stop by for a visit

and a chat and some quiet

and some wisdom.

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