please, move Through

the havoc you raise ~
by moving around instead of Through
outside ~ hopping conversations
inside ~ skipping o'er neurons;
~the havoc is significant

Spiritual steel wool, this century's hair shirt;
Ignore what you feel
and you will feel what you ignore ~
~the correlation is exponential

The part of you that wailed in your forced detachment
Cried in your first loss
Sighed in darkened cross roads
and atrophied o'er the years

never
went
away

Just made rabbit warrens in your soul's geography
Where you would look for YOU unsuccessfully

Until, with your second to last teacher watching,
with your penultimate effort to Become waning
with Id scraping shadow children to wallow in the chaos

you cried
~ collapsed in on yourself ~
became the YOU
watching the you ~

spiritual cross multiplication, cancelling redundant letters; until

just YOU was left ~
finally ready to move through.