Desire
Fills me up like
Water, or like wine
Fingertip to bone
Omphalos to earlobe
Leaving not a
Niche, cranny, fold, corner, diverticulum
Open to receive
Grace
Performance
Serendipity
Blossoming of basic skills that hide within
I am
Too much cluttered with the
Hunger for perfection
Jealousy for bling
An attic of attachments
Puncture my pretentions, please
Just the smallest prick--
Let these longings seek their lowest level
Leaking from my toe-tips
Bleeding from my nails
Leaving me washed clean
Empty
Void of preconceptions
Filled with possibility
Room for improvement
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