Versions of actual deeds topple over those factual instances which, accumulated, become the perceived residues that replace the fight or flight movement tension, becoming a mound to build upon, sentiment upheaval rituals; we have heard it before even now again, hearts become drums lent out ever willingly like self affliction acceptance, all that is mine.
(Titles poem, for 2019/05/19-25 image journal entries, viewable here: https://pixelfed.social/dabnotu)