Imperfect

prometheus

what happens when you set yourself free
when the chains bestowed upon your wrists crumble, immaterialize
and you're left hanging on the precipice
not knowing what to do
not knowing where to go
dangling above the abyss other than that small ledge in front of you
what are you left to do but wonder

or dive
or climb away
or this
or that

when you stop imposing yourself upon you
what do you see
what do you yearn for
what is it that makes you you
what are your formative experiences

what is the you in your brain that has yet to be realized by the skin you
when you find fire
your fire
and then your inner mind enslaves you to the rock

will you obey your purported destiny
or will you resist with all your god damn heart
to circulate said fire
not only fire itself
but the fire to seek fire