I guess I tend to guess and suppose very often
at least, I think so.
And when I write it, it is
Softner words; like the laundry sheets.
It rounds the edges of severity, creates less harsh and more
For to be wondering and pondering and shifting ideas and not so concrete,
to be seeing angles and sides and views,
Overtime, certainty can feel the lack of itself
and want to possess a pool of backbones to bathe in.
I suppose usually, I wade in.
and it feels good when my feet can’t touch the bottom.
because swimming in the certainty that everything is a part of life
is a little like loving being lost.
Kinda. At least.