Real Authoring

I am working,
not at work though I seat
within my stupidly warm office,
but upon what I do care about,
and ho boy, does it feel great!

A talk was had,
a conference if you will, my heart
fully bare for the critique that launched
my whole self removed from its soft
surface, subsuming these words
like bangers in mash!

A maturity sweeps across, though
I am deciding this outcome, perhaps
it should be the peers who make
such statements, nonetheless, I feel
growth within and a new page (HA!)
has turned, this could be a future
that is finally on the obtainable side,
and how wild would that be!