As I continue to navigate through my 32nd year,
I begin to understand
That life is a weaving in between wires
If I am not aware
Personal wires tangle
And I am left to work against the friction and resistance.
Or, to untangle a knot.
In public life the outcomes are not better- if I am careless
And so now, when I get those sensations
I step back, so I am not distracted by broken wires’ flailing sparks
Before I electrocute myself.