If you speak a word to me
the webs they activate
and I get lost amongst them
sorting out details
that lack sense towards others
for me they’re everything.
Every moment
we wake
we take a breath
we speak
every web contains an answer
that I’m moving towards
and as I do I get stuck
trapped in the sticky mess
of human emotions
not sure which ones they convey in others.
My mind looks deeper
rather than the surface
which often causes a loss
in terms of navigation
although eventually I stumble
and the answers appear to me
answers others may never have
for they never ask
and they rarely question our existence
instead they reference outdated literature
and accept it as if it’s the only way.
Thanks for reading.
-Temperamentally Tina
Every web contains an answer.
