The private man am I
behind my many guises
Hugging shadows out of sight
Hyper allergic to the spotlight
The curse of the chronically shy
which of course is why
displays of public affection
never come easily
but today my heart runs free
on our glorious wedding anniversary
and I am wholly liberated to proclaim
for all who care to hear
my life upgrade that day
twenty three years ago
as we began the dance
of happily ever after
when me became forever we
I hope you will always know
how my love for you grows
even though I struggle so
to freely express
how my life would be a BIG ZERO
without you
Soooooo.....
I really really REALLY do love you
(Let's keep this between us, OK?)
Our little war
Blasting high volume
Constant conflicts
Big things
Little things
We clash over everything
Can we agree on the reality
that what's true for you
may not always be true for me?
This truth gap
creates uncertainty
Constant anxiety
Grinding insanity
So we need to meet
Proceed as adults
and compromise
away our frictions
Ever feel overwhelmed
by the randomness of it all?
Events drifting in and out
on the currents of time
with no apparent reason or rhyme
Humanity always in react mode
collectively theorizing
in a futile attempt to make sense
of the sporadic nature of chaos
Flying tattered kites
in a raging tornado
Never quite knowing
which way
the wind will be blowing
Destruction is the fate of man
So close your eyes
hold on tight
and embrace your ignorance
for as long as you can
Fireworks show tonight
down by the steamy springs
Do you want to come?
You know the way
and I can show you how
Let's take that delicious path
where we can savor the sensuous blast
An inhibition free destination
inhabited by natives who are willing
Sharing endings guaranteed to be happy
Take me to Completion
Be my pleasure GPS
You won't regret the trip
Our base of operations
transmitting mixed messages
on a garbled frequency
in all directions
A contradiction symphony
wrapped in static
dancing in and out
of comprehension
Huddled around
the ancient speaker long obsolete
we quickly realize
the answers we desperately seek
will not be shared today
So we turned off
the flawed revelation
and let out a collective sigh
Cause our grand illusion
was now blown
There would be no savior
We are all on our own
I never use to care
about the production
of disjointed thought
that flowed so easily
from my previously
clogged brain pores
The unsuspecting page
was simply there
to be filled
at this author's discretion
with zero regard
for form or substance
Though secretly envious was I
of talented writers displayed
on social media walls
who crafted language
with such soaring grace
Eventually I clumsily
stumbled in and found my place
like a cave man amongst
cloud dwelling artists
Using blunt force technique
I found my voice
in a format formally
foreign to me
Picking it up as I went
Perhaps I learned too well
Cause today I suffer
from the dreaded
analysis paralysis
Parsing words
in a sticky web
of literary self critical
Unable to finish lines
Incomplete thoughts
litter my keyboard
The creative flow now dammed
by boulders of process
and these damn standards
I formerly never had
