I’ve been called away from things I didn’t know were very heavy
Proud in carrying bags of weight but didn’t know most was waste
And I’ve been thinking a little more without hugging despair
I’ve been waving bye to people and things I couldn’t resist
Always something new to clean and I have a couple of dirty jeans I still wear
Couple of attitudes to toss plus a few twisted rooms to abandon
With an opportunity to see the place I’ve been dreaming of
Holding onto uncertainty doesn’t seem to measure up
Oh and it always looks shiny, this temporary glow pulling my eyes into knots
Pushing me away right after climax while spitting in my face
Once you see how fragrant thoughts lift you above various pits
Stings will appear before your eyes
Greater things grow in gratitude and I’ve been called away to think harder
My map to success a failure but still preferred and default snare
Bear hug to old bent nails unfit for new purpose but they all had names
Accepting cliffhangers wore arms and hands down but my face found palms
More to clean I’ll carry less relief that’s best eliminated pains deep breath.
Emotion Dough 