You thought the idea was to accumulate
to colonize your inner space
and build yourself up, block by block,
until you were complete and impregnable
strong enough to stand up to the world.
But now you know you’ve been deceived —
so weighed down you can hardly move
so overcrowded with identity
that you’ve lost touch with your core
your boundaries so thick and solid
that your soul is suffocating.
But there’s still time to declutter your soul.
Don’t be sentimental — throw it all away.
Dismantle the fortress, block by block.
Break yourself down to nothing again —
become the emptiness you always were.