featherweight

I am a feather weight.
Blown off course by every breeze.

I am learning like a four year old.
Fist clenched and thrust to the ground.

These seams are sown with double edge.

At the end of the week i am searching for a site that is refreshing and silent and dark. I want to reveal all these secrets, but the web too highly matted. I know too many people to ask for support.