MOTIVATION

What is to become
of this
me, of this
now that we are done

Snug in my wax walls
Stuck in amber sweetness

Perseverance bends resistance
It all comes down to one

Pierce the surface

but not enough
This is enough
to squeeze me forward

Must the brokenness
seep through the cracks

That pollen which feeds me
leaves me hungry

Perseverance bends resistance
Does it break