I've listened to
no ones subconscious get-away
muse
when one can be
true
when one is ones own recluse
of Someone's else
What do you give,
when courage is silent smolders?
Do
you come from seclusion
when I'm vertiginously curious?
I'm just visiting
your secret conventional simplified
prose
species you can't beware the feelings
I've repressed because of what
you don't know
that it's something I have regarded
as crushed
so I fear my confession
is not equated to your
crawling resentment

-Copyright 2008