I am holding myself together.
a breath of wind could
dissolve me
and scatter me in a heartbeat.
senses dulled by dancing lights,
I am a collection
of disjointed fragments.
please don't ask me any questions.
my voice
is not saying the same thing as my face,
and you're not looking
at me.
I am a basket case.
(put me in your basket
and take me away).
why are my tears
always so close to the surface now?
for you, I wear
my heart upon my sleeve.
feelings that slept drugged inside me
are awake now
and ready to spring without warning;
so keep watch -
several gears are loose:
I may break down at any moment.
travel at your own risk.
for you, I wear my heart
on my sleeve:
vulnerable and open.
through the rain and mist,
I see the sky.
I'm going back to
the pretty bright lights -
out and up and away. |