balance beams in poetry

balance is what’s required to
walk that multifold luminous
with one foot in each side of
some goddamned false dichotomy
without falling to either side
or beginning to imagine that
that imaginary line is real

they can be distinct but without
any hard points of distinction
because liminal beings are we
not this crude matter
reckless we cannot be
to walk along the road
that never was a road at all
just some indistinguishable
gradation between two things
interlinked for either to exist
co-dependent on each other always
bearing witness to their majesties
holding to their long commissions
but holding to it our own way
because if not our own way
why would we exist at all?

someone else existed to sing
the song of that holy name already
there would be no point in doing it twice
temperance and balance to stay upright and
chart it out as long as you can draw breath
though would not advise taking any bets
you exist to take your own path yet
why else would you be here?