Get It Done

The immediacy of need
makes my heart
contract—tension pulls
my fingers
inward.

There isn’t
another moment
left to linger.

Action is needed.

Forget discovery
and complexity.

I am the force that
needs to push
forward.
Not a reaction-
an action,
made by
me.

It’s a lot of pressure–
to be seen
inside.
To
expose
things about
myself.

Tensions calm and fingers
open to a wide
aperture,
but not enough
to expose
too much.