"Note #10"

My hands shake.

It isn't noticeable, but still...

The red line we can't cross seems to get closer
Every. Day.

For all I know, it might as well be a live wire
That we're being paid to bite.

This season is...

Well,

This is more than the gritting of teeth,
And the grinding of, well, teeth.

That's all I know.

I mean, about "it".

That "all-inspiring" it; not "awe".
"Awe" doesn't stop a leaf from shaking,
But "all" is "all", y'know?

If my hands shake, and if I'm going to lose them some day,
And if they have any beauty,
Then what difference is there between hands and leaves?