Because you stand there asking those questions.....admission to that part of me requires a view in that bag






(it has been created this way)











That one you are holding onto so tight.


It is again--- my friends that have made me this way






with their blood on the floor and their gaping holes to be filled.

the detectives

with their tears

their intimacy


their power







and their love of self

all of us lead with our resilience.






with this we are being patched and healed


with this I have discovered the way
















but you see only what you are momentarily being depleted of

instead of what you are giving..





Everything is ok.

all of this is just because of the questions you ask.