Seize

Clutch
With your hands
Or fingers hungry
With restlessness

Grab
With your stares
Out from this world
Into the palm of your hands

Clamour
On the churning wheels
An indefinite struggle
To fill the void

Reach
So desperately
Yet quietly, obviously
For what you can't touch

Hold
On stubborn hope
A misled martyr
A scapegoat for ego

Feel
Slowly ever further
Surely ever doubtful
Living the modern myth

Carry
All you cannot hold
Cannot let go of
With hands we do not have

Cast
Judging glimpses
The best you can afford
To check on reality, and our space

Pull
All that you want
In hope and in vain
So full, yet still so hungry

Push
All that you dislike
Every grain, every speck
And maybe perfect will be found

Drop
How we have fallen
Living world, dying people
And we don't know which way is up