it hurts to try
to begin with “I”
conjure and become willfully
this begins the pain
this breaking
this splitting
(of awareness in two)
this separation from source
(mother, origin, eternity)
this hurts (anxiety, desire)
there is nothing
absolutely nothing “out there”
to piece us back together
only within where
appearance disappears
and will subsides
starting points
drop away
this then
now only
here

