He knows no boundaries.
He knows no monotony.
I'd like to believe that he has such a distaste of monotony
that it is one foundational motive for why he does what he does.
This inspires an intricate concoction of
and admiration to rise up inside of me,
in the very part of me that is so deep
I don't always have time
or feel like making the effort
to scrape away the garbage in my heart that buries it
just to listen to what it is hearing.
I think it's my confusing fascination
with this distaste of his,
that gives me all the excitement I need
to keep living.