Taste

I am alive. I am awake

I am aware of what light tastes like

The curtains drawn the tables set

I wanna be, I wanna be, at my best

It's bittersweet, it's poetry

Careful pruning of my dead leaves

It's holy ground, a treasure chest

I'm on my knees and only scratch the surtace

Like fists unraveling, like glass unshattering

Breaking all the rules, breaking bread again

Swallowing light, til were fixed from the inside

Out of the woods out of the dark

I'm well aware of the shadows in my heart

I wanna feel, tectonic shifts

I wanna be I wanna be, astonished

I wanna be astonished

So I propose a toast

To fists unraveling, to glass unshattering

To breaking all the rules, to breaking bread again

We're swallowing light, we’re swallowing our pride

We're raising our glass, til were fixed from the inside

Til we're fixed from the inside

We're nothing less than a work in progress

Sacred text on Post-It notes

We only speak of a world in pieces

Let's make a map of what matters most

Where every fracture is a running river

Leading us back to our golden coast

Here's to showing light

To fists unraveling, to glass unshattering.

To breaking all the rules, to breaking bread again

We're swallowing light, we're swallowing our pride

We're raising our glass, til we're fixedfrom the inside

Til we're fixed from the inside