THIS IS WHERE I COME
This is where I come
when the pressure builds
when the noise begins
when calamity screams
bombs whistling
blades flying
slicing every day
normality
shredding peaceful calm
like it never
had a chance
of existing
This is where I come
it’s warm
it’s quiet
it’s close
like blankets
soft as down
on sun-ravaged
skin
This is where I come
where they are not
where they can not
find me
get to me
perplex
attack
deride
me
Where they will not
have space
attention
energy
power
to control
manipulate
misrepresent
misdo
me
This is where I come
head buried in sand
avoiding all life
for the sake
of fragile emotions
shatterable ego
immature maturity
Where I ostrich
dig
denying all threats
Unseeing bird
avoidance complete
Such security
must comfort
While the world
and every experience
in its glory
passes you by
While every smile
you might give
receive
share
goes unseen
While every enemy
you ignore
Lines you up
Those gunsight
cross-hairs
don’t disappear
with denial
Silly bird
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