The Midpoint

It’s that point in the middle where,

you can you see where it’s going


things are unfinished and

A few vital bits haven’t formed yet.

It’s that point where you think

maybe you’ve fucked something up

and you ask whether it really will

come together.

The part where

Half of you is cussing itself wondering

“what were you thinking?”

While the other half whispers

“I can see it & it’s going to be wonderful.”

In your still center:

“Remember, it always gets messy before it becomes clear.”