Electric fire shooting through us
as absurd hunger – ruinous
We are ambiguity
broken forms teased by contiguity

No wires stretched between anxious thoughts
leaves on the water’s surface – caught
We are ambiguity
terrified of becoming superfluous

How shameful this time would thus be
our desire all that we can see
self-branded scarlet letter
we wear like winter in a warm sweater

But a sweater is held by thread
while less of us can oft be said
Self-branded scarlet letter
our fiendish addiction to destiny

We pay ourselves gratuity
self-branded scarlet letter
but none of it makes us better
we are ambiguity.