Fencing thoughts for balance

i doubt my will,
or maybe that’s my nature?
to be uncertain seems natural.
i believe in doubt and
yet i doubt to fully believe.
i sit upon the fence of indifference,
only to sometimes step upon the grasses
that tickle my toes justly.
it’s hard to chose,
when each reason supports
and cancels each other out.
i agree with both the positive and negative.
i think this, but then i think that.
my thoughts are constructively counter-productive.
i break even, yet i’m unbalanced.

Shots of revelation

i’ve taken a shot.
i’ve given a shot.
i don’t own a firearm,
and i’m certainly glad my arm is
not on fire.
my bottle is my gun,
but at least we’ll recover
from its damage.
our health does not benefit,but experience might.
you may regard the hanging over
the wire to dry as a negative,
but experience has been taught.
it takes but one shot to see life.
recovery is decided upon
lessons learned.