shivers up to the top of my head
its like dipping toes to lazy ripples
in murky blue green lakes
slipping in and having
minnows nibble at wavery ankles
multicolored sedimental rocks
biting into small callussed feet
and i'll get to my point
sometime
cuz perhaps wading is best
and we don't need to time freestyles
that are bent to hell
cuz perhaps floating is great
and all the time in the world
could fall to the pinpoint of that moment
and maybe
someday
i'll find my courage
again
and maybe
once in a time to come
i'll look through clear unbroken glasses
once more
and cliches will seem
idiotic and frivolous to me
and i'll be able to touch
and my walk will be unmarred
full of happiness cuz i'm
going to be happy to be me
and i'll be able to feel
and i'll smile because it seems right
not because its expected of me
and i'll be able to trust
and i'll look at random strangers and know
that there's something good in them
and i will..
for i have to..
cuz i'm grasping
on to this some day
as it is my safety hold
for this day and the next
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