no matter what I write
it is always secretly about
how I intimately grip the pen.
no matter what I say
it is always a question to me
about where am I hurling from inside.
no matter where I stand
it is always unnoticeably about
how my body feels to be in service to me.
no matter where I go
it is always about the inner temperament
with which I use experience to fill my time.
no matter what I think
it is always ponderous to me
as to who is doing that and why.
no matter what I am feeling
it is always for me, a texture worth noting,
as self love coming forth,