Drawkward

Holding the line
is difficult.

The cult of difference
(that is, not holding the line
in a drawkward way)
is unevenly more difficult.

All this time
that you were trying to hold
the line,
it was finding
its own shape,

becoming
as rough as knuckles,
as uncertain
and as certain
as a coastline.
Occasionally

it treated you
to an act of retreat -

a place where you could take hold
of the difficult
outline of events,

a place where you could draw
on the truth
that the truth
is only ever
awkward,

even when it is even.

Take, for instance
the distance
between you
and the point
of your making a difference -

globes blow,
planes fall,
chocolate makes
you quake,
but the audience

live for incursions,
and then live on
for that question:
And let's now see
how he or she
goes about 
holding the line.