We live with our impurities
Confined by them, defined by them
And tell ourselves that we have been refined by them
and make our peace with impurities
and learn to make them a part of us: apart from us.
We live in our impurities
Confined by them, defined by them
smogs of dark and vile clouds keep clotting ’round our tired souls
but never rains, although we rain
we just learn to live somehow
and emerge from the other end
More impure, and more ourselves.