losses, when they are wins

hope...
and finding your way...
an image in my mind
of a sink swirling the
water away
while someone drowns inside
because the vortex
is more virile
than anyone
ever was

Tangled moments from the past
ensnare
as you spin
spider webs inside waterfalls
cricket traps
with glue as strong as sidewalk cement
these moments stop you

gaining knowledge
as you gain years
constructing walls not constricting
but full of quotes and notes and moments
knowledge
spray painted in patterns
of butterflies
and things that shine

How can it make me angry
to know I can do this?  To know that so far,
there is no loss, no thing, no hope beyond him
that can bring me tears?
The brackish rapids
still move you-
how can they not?
the sadness seeps, invades, fills, overtakes

Fire filling up plain
destroys just the same
Desiring
so many things
but a way to
Get This Right
let the laughter roll at that one
What, I ask, is right?

Just get it.

Just embrace Victory and Nike
success, skill, determination, usurpation
you cannot control the
journey
direction
loss
connection

You rule only the overpowering process
of accepting what comes
in one form or another
So I say
pray to the ones
who make goals and know what it takes
to really
win

--win  (wĭn)

v. won (wŭn), win·ning, wins 

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4. To make (one's way) with effort.

5. To reach with difficulty