Hung Up

by animalworkss

Even the strongest of men carry some cosmic weakness too heavy to uphold; that is until the worst of moments when said weakness defies gravity itself and all that we hate hovers before our eyes, embodied by seemingly unending waves of disillusion. Ride the waves until your float is calmed and that which grounds strength and weakness altogether is revealed- as it turns out, eternal goodness founds our relations and not the inessential necessity of gravity.

Copyright Keli Birchfield 2012