If only

What I am afraid of 
Is not spreading myself too thin—
                        The being,
Such a big word.
One slight press from the maker sends it plunging; 
No,
I much rather have my life long like today, and be
Surely afraid of the will to focus on one art, and one
Art only.
    No digression, no publication,
    But one pure sake
For that which can be called the thing,
The truly—the sting—
If only.

Dale Chou
2013-02-28