Unsettled
I don’t know what I expected -
walking through this world
choosing to be honest about what
I felt and saw here
within the moments of each day.
If I’m not satisfied by the flavor
of oatmeal with no honey
and long for a
richer, deeper flavor
then I’ll either have to learn
how to stomach the unsettling experience
of both the horror and glory
of what life is in its
raw, unfiltered, and unwatered down state
or lose what I’ve taken in
on the ground.
