I picked
a different brush
chose
an uncomfortable color pallet
danced
around the room 
and shook free
the crystallized identity
that had become lodged
in the grind 
of uncertainty
and let flow
... untethered

I scratched
and picked
rolled
and brushed
waxed on
waxed off
revealed
concealed
revealed
some more
until I started to see
sense
feel
new frequencies
generating through the canvas
of a fresh start
... untethered

Waves crashing
old frameworks
rivers flowing
new pathways
bridges crossing
polarized paths
all coming together 
in the chaotic mess
of a current now
each of us
not unhinged
just roaming free
upon unknown land
untethered
in this wild ride
where the only limits
come from a mind
that stop thinking
for itself

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#the garagecollection
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