Rapid City Blues

God I'm afraid.
Too afraid to scream,
too afraid to cry.

I want the tears
to ease the fears.
How do I live from here?

I wanna ask why.

Sheltered or Shattered

i'm quietly sheltered
in my old familiar shell
that inviting cocoon of separation
so clammy, so crabby out of desperation

it has been keeping me quiet
reserving and repairing
not injured or victimized
but betraying the deepest places

what happens if i open up this heart?
cracked shell, exposed underbelly
will it shatter?
will it fail?

there's a strange rhythm inside
shaking in the unknown

Without Imposition

i'm not always clear
on what this is all about
is this a test?
a discipline?
a mastery?
evolution?

i won't pretend
or defend
my position
i'll just know
what i know
without imposition