In the name of the nameless

There is a void in avoidance

And we seek to fall in it.

Let that thing, that person,

Let go into it,

As we know deep down

It’s a black hole.

Time is an illusion,

Or so they say.

So where do they all go

If there's no later

For avoidance to meet within?

I

was once a little girl

But the dreams still carry

the same size and weight,

Tiptoeing like a ballerina

On a tight thin pole

Above a very deep gorge

That connects here

And there

Then and when

In a fine sutured ring.

Clear the way in the name of freedom

Clear the way in the name of avoidance

Clear the way in the name of pain, regrets and loses

Clear the way in the name of love, kindness and forgiveness

Clear the way in the name of pretence, wisdom and the 'too much’s'

Clear the way in the name of disruption, corruption and disappointment

Clear the way in the name of peace, and the right thing to do

Clear the way in the name of people, places and untraveled lands

Clear the way in the name of emptiness, fullness, and everything that doesn't have space between the two