The wounded heal the wounded.

The unstable carry the unstable.

Why does it happen this way?

I ask why and wonder how.

I realize our connection.

Motivated by existence.

Engaging safety.

I am aware of the turning gears.

I’m here with you. 

I’ve got the specialized gear for swimming in the deep end of your words. I have an on call floaty called peace by paradox to get you above water. 

Peace by paradox, like…

"Don't go near the water until you

know how to swim!"

To learn how to swim I have to

practice in the water. 

To cope, what do I do?