Bag full of Nuts

Sometimes sharing

Sometimes sharing is akin to concrete

Sometimes sharing is akin to concrete an adhesive mixture

Sometimes sharing is akin to concrete an adhesive mixture of refined experiences

Sometimes sharing is akin to concrete an adhesive mixture of refined experiences slowly poured on our feet

Sometimes sharing is akin to concrete an adhesive mixture of refined experiences slowly poured on our feet to make the foundation

Sometimes sharing is akin to concrete an adhesive mixture of refined experiences slowly poured on our feet to make the foundation of a relationship with the one

we'd like to stay with

Other times,

Other times, is more like compost

Other times, is more like compost fertile ground on which to grow

Other times, is more like compost fertile ground on which to grow the food our kids will eat.

But sometimes it's debris

But sometimes it's debris of festering emotions grabbed

But sometimes it's debris of festering emotions grabbed and pushed away knowledge

But sometimes it's debris of festering emotions grabbed and pushed away knowledge we are afraid to examine.

All dumped on those destined

All dumped on those destined for m a r t y r d o m,

All dumped on those destined for m a r t y r d o m, the ones who always seek

All dumped on those destined for m a r t y r d o m, the ones who always seek the p a i n,

All dumped on those destined for m a r t y r d o m, the ones who always seek the p a i n, to make sure their destiny

All dumped on those destined for m a r t y r d o m, the ones who always seek the p a i n, to make sure their destiny

is bubble

is bubble &

is bubble & squeak.