broken god temp rises... (temp blog posting new poem)

so-called validity

everyone’s focus is different; you chooseto focus on being broken (to use that as your excusewhen something doesn’t work for youor when you don’t work for someone else)
so broken so broken so broken soyou won’t keep trying; you’ll back off;you’ll temporarily hide yourself (you’ll validate that as trying to heal yourself),then you’ll suddenly launch yourself into
someone else to temp focus upon; broken god temp rises
everyone chooses how to refine/define themselves and others.  i don’t think you’re broken.i think you have a twisted wing span.nobody else can hold you long enough to glue you back together, because you don’t want them too.
you don’t want to be glued to anyone place.you want to twitch, crack away,not let anyone else stick to the wayyou tension thread your own skinthen call its damage broken
as though something else dive-bombed you with needles