Tuesday, January 7, 2014

The Pros and Cons of My Own Intensity


there is
a price to pay
for being me

there is
a price to pay
for being
in my Life

I am intense

always
have
been

when I
Feel
it is
at either extreme

everything matters

I am awed
by the perfection of
a blue day
a flawless lyric
that moment when I realize I have been
understood
recognized

I am broken
by the slight of
an unintended word
a sunless day
the moment when I think I will never be
truly
known

I am hard
I have been told

am told

if I love you
it will be
absolute

my adoration
is not forced
not display
not spurred by too much wine
or loud music

it is
sincerity
transparency

from a high or a low
the tension is nearly the same
euphoria or despair

my breath traps itself
lodged
inside my chest

that tightness

an inconsequential instant
something you might walk past
may stop me
rock me

and it may surprise me
your lack of urgency
just don't scoff at my excess

I do not
know how
to
contain
myself

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