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Apr. 18th, 2014 07:29 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
greenstormEvery opening is also a breaking.
That’s how doors get opened, after all: holes in walls, violations of security, barriers thrown wide so just anyone can get in.
More openings, each in a different part of the wall, and I in turn open others, coming in with tanks and undermining long years of safety and routine. You open to me a little, I open to you a little, and with reciprocity and normalization and time we go from castles to open fields amidst a storm of rubble.
When the dust settles all we’ll reliably have is that rubble and maybe a better view.
I come in with love, always with love, but mine is the love that destroys.
That’s how doors get opened, after all: holes in walls, violations of security, barriers thrown wide so just anyone can get in.
More openings, each in a different part of the wall, and I in turn open others, coming in with tanks and undermining long years of safety and routine. You open to me a little, I open to you a little, and with reciprocity and normalization and time we go from castles to open fields amidst a storm of rubble.
When the dust settles all we’ll reliably have is that rubble and maybe a better view.
I come in with love, always with love, but mine is the love that destroys.
