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Knock, Then Come Through


why do you do what you do?

(for myself)

I like to do what I do

that's for who...

I'm worth it.

(and then some...

my parents paid for me

like I was the king's ransom.

In having me, they lost themselves--

I wasn't about to do the same

I didn't choose to be born into the world--

I just came.


Maybe no one was quite ready for me

nor ready to be available?

So I had to be available to myself
be the game that was playable.


That is what all children

of little children do....

they create their own inner world of wealth.

Writing and creating and being

who I am

are my riches

enough to form a life aroundm

be my best self.

If you refuse to see I abound

and am boundless

and have value because I dwell within my own skin

and not be one of those whose poundless..well,

life can often be uncomfortable here--

and its not helpful

if you down me because of who and where

I've been.


Don't do it,

nor do me,

and I won't "do" you like you were some sin.


There's a boundary here

though it seems pretended or invisible.

a line where I begin
to my whole, I'm indivisible.

Its a doorway where I let you knock

then come through....

you can stay as long as you understand

I may seem to come without directions

don't rule me

and I won't rule you.







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