The Manager

The wind does refresh
My fear does relinquish
and a cost comes into focus
the cost of observing
the cost of paricipating
the cost of breathing
is not only death.

So this seems gloomy
because being a good distance
away
from your humanity
is gloomy.

And yet I will drink my gloom
and I will be changed
by the drinking
and this
also
is
humanity.

And the dancing
the dancing
flowers
in unison
the power
beyond me
subliminity
watching
another human
your aching, aching heart
breaking
as the flit
of a yellow moth
blows
with no sense;

Your aching
aching heart
is not equipped
and must be overwhelemed.

Your mind
ever the ally
will try everything
to manage
to manage
to manage
to manage

Do you like to manage?