Being Human 2.0

Being Human
is so damn scary.
Not knowing
at all
what happens next.
Being able to remember
and forget.
Being able to make mistakes
and regret.
Being Human
is so humbling,
all that worry,
all that bumbling.
Being Human
is so unbelievable
to be able to
lie and get away with it.
to not even know how long
a lifespan truly is.
Being able to love
and forgive.
Being Human
is forging
in a jungle of hair
a bush or root
of freaky despair.
Being so flimsy
or delicate.
Being able to
rebel or fight
against anything, really.
Being Human
is so damn scary.
All those leaked
emotional ideas,
on the contrary,
being human
can be invigorating.
It can break open
new words, unspoken.
Being able to
hold everything in
like hiding deep secrets
with a smug little grin.
Being Human
is having the earth
beneath toes and feet
or having pleasure
in good food to eat.
The importance
of being able
to swallow or juggle or wallow
in unknown feelings.
Being able to think thoughts
and no one can read them.
Being Human
is deciding
who to be.
Feeding off all
the electric energy
of the bright world outside.
Being Human
is being able to
hide
and escape
from real life.
Being Human
is being able to
accept your own pride.
Being Human
is to simply be alive.