How to be whole while incomplete,

how to find wonder with anxious heart beating in circles,

how to be firecracker and not burn through the walls of this burdened forsaken house,

how to sketch a portrait knowing it is only a human figment,

are we not all figments of someone else’s imagination,

incomplete images in neuronal networks, processed like the words lingering on your lips,

kiss the sparks 

and let the stone pulverize to dust.