Baring

Hostility surrounded, abounding

Off the walls of the

Otherwise likable abode.

There was no punch thrown,

nor an angry word hurled.

Alternatively it was a inner dissection

of another’s efforts

Rather than a letting go.

It was the thinker’s grab for control

To be above, superior,  lording

Over another by “understanding”

their behavior. Scrubbing clean

the notion did not work

So I chose accepting,

letting go, releasing

Freeing, growing, showing

I care by not caring

what their behavior

was caused by.

This is the house

of my mind I want to live in.