who is not so important as how to be and I want to be, wholly soft bare feet and the world underneath step slow, diligent speech not sharp the mouth is round words are humanity words are warmth transfer through pain some empathy some epiphany to knowing how to be strong and close mind-ful and full of heart holding all the earth to my skin it transfers across, electric delicate honey-tinged light transfixed dissipates into gentleness
