The control paradox

rising above, I overstretched.
overtaxed, overloaded,
over-ed myself into
a tightly controlled bundle of body parts.

moderation, I am told, is key
average, plain temperance.
a break, to recess
into myself.

problem is,
too much moderation,
defined as self-control,
tightens those bundles body parts into a knot.

break too hard and
shatter into fractures,
hollow and depressed

need to cushion the fall
by slacking and easing,
minding my power to
loosen those bundles out of control.