Bi/Pan

Bi

It's having choice.

No.

It's seeing choice.

No.

It's giving yourself permission to choose.

<It's a crossroad.>

<It's a moment of indecision.>

<It's a look into two futures.>

You're wrong.

It's acknowledgement of both.

It's juggling two headspaces.

It's balancing two ends of a scale.

Pan

It's increasing choice.

No.

It's seeing choices.

No.

It's giving yourself permission not to choose.

<It's a spider's web.>

<It's a life of indecision.>

<It's… >

Stop.

It's acknowledgement of complexity.

It's working across contexts.

It's trusting averages.

GHOST

Gone with the wind.

Have my back or go away.

Open my eyes to the impossible or hang me from the cliff's edge.

Step into the stage lights and own your form.

Tell me I can trust you while showing me you know the same

Break/Brake

Look me in the eye:

I will make you break first.

One yip too loud.

One laughter too strong.

One gasp too shrill.

I'm looking into your depths,

And I've decided:

You can't make me break first.

Every growl controlled.

Every cackle whispered.

Every breath focused.

You won't break me. 

But I forget myself:

One chomp too stiff.

I meet your gaze:

You've lost your will.

It’s time to stop. 

Bad timing.

Unlucky day.

You look into my eye:

I hit the brakes.