Clarity
To plainly know
what is right
and what is not,
Despite
the Gaussian blur
on my eyes,
Despite the fracture
of landscape
and the fresh shudder
of misalignment,
Is a lithe
Unfolding strength -
an unexpected
sinuosity of self
To quiver and flex,
but set fast
In accordance with
some unearthed
Demarcation,
Raise my head, square up
with the transience of what is.
- kc