Notes on Peace

is there time without form? is there form without love? is there state without motion? is there self without loss? apathy bears its teeth in senseless devotion. a thorough saga of attempted safety only comes from within. balance a cruel pantomime of static atrophy and misallocation. to compartmentalize is to create resource, to create resource is to barter value, to barter value is to acquire peace. blessed is the tongue who speaks the word, cursed is the voice lost in the process.