Baby, i’m not complicated.
i’m the intricate art
collected from our complex world
as i embrace it
with open arms
letting it consume me,
and through it,
i’m not the complicated that you mean, the abstruse
It might just be your baffling you project, darling.
i am the elaborate beauty that has taken time to build
with meticulous interaction with the world
the esoteric mess of inclusiveness
a center to multiple viewpoints
that shines like sunshine.
i’m not complicated, love
i am work
reorganising the world
into inviting categories of meaning
by being embedded in it.
or maybe i am
a bundle of paradoxes
of mistakes that consciously lead to wisdom.
if that’s what that word means, anyway.
i simply no longer
use that as a disclaimer
to my being.
15th Oct, 2016. 9.33 am EST.