we are vessels.

 we are vessels,

containing nothing but what is invited,

contained and held

for as long as we 

hold on and hold out.

we are vessels,

ferrying an ocean of sealed fruition.

we are vessels,

expanding and contracting

within an affectionately curated universe.

we are vessels

that see only that which pours from 

our spout; 

that which is emancipated

from the lips of our jeroboam.

we are vessels

hungry to hold,

yearning to yield obedience to our collections 

until the edge of our final breath.

we are gate keepers,

guardians, 

gods and goddesses,

vails and vibration,

brilliance and smoke;

warriors;

men.

we are vessels.