certain

i've had too much freedom

i want to take refuge in algorithms and principles

to say: 'the evidence is there, see for yourself'

where right is right and denominators determine value

infinity can leave me well enough alone

i'm tired of forever

i want boxes and corners

edges

circles are for titans

i'm simply too weak

too scared to look over cliff edges and swing from high branches

i want my feet to take root

anchored to the same place forevermore

knowing that up and down can no longer be inverted

i worship them

those who can see with blindfolds on

who make pathways through the clutter

but i am not them

i wasn't born a superhero

i'm no god

i want stitches to form from the poking and pulling of my needle

a straight and even line

i'm tired of pretending to be something i'm not

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