Effortless Myself-Hood
I am bulging, distended box. Spilling out from myself, unable to hold wisdom, to sift through to distinguish to taste, smell, hear, feel or see or control the flow of entrails before me, spilling myself-hood. I am an empty box gaping wide, unable to hold or spill, be stolen from be destroyed be damaged be valued or be covered, suffocating from nothingness. I choose to be a box with passion. Emptying and filling, with infinite capacity, Letting myself love be loved be satiated be weak with hunger be bruised and broken be whole and healed and live endlessly, effortless - me.