Throw down the gloves

Just thought I'd drop in,
whilst there's not enough to do
to warrant not going at it.
Been an interesting month.
Almost an epiphany, but not quite;
still a few too many questions.

I've taken my gloves off.
I can't find any joy in hitting another,
nor do I want the challenge
of learning to dehumanise them right now.
I don't consider it a waste;
there's always someone who will
be willing to dehumanise themselves.
That's when you have to be ready,
anything else is brutality.

Far from cruel,
and without urgency.
That was my problem,
and it's probably yours.
Everything was started
with an ending already in mind.
No time to just enjoy the process.
It was a rush.
This is where I am,
and that's better than it's been.
Time to sit back
let the smoke gather around me
show some love.

There's far too much to learn
of what brought us here
to start wondering about where I can send a man.
If he wants my hands
then he'll have to hold them
because the gloves are down
and that's just fine.