Saturday, March 12, 2016

Saturday - Healthy

With the sounds of crying from the other room
I gaze in wonder at the city lights 
At what does Orion point his deadly bow
Casting my imagination in any other direction
Than admit my unhealthy obsession

I dream of you in spare moments
Wondering who occupies your brain space
And with slight awkward feeling wonder
In whose brain my life is fictionalized
Considering the psychology of circles and triangles

You aren't the only one trying to be healthy
Trying not to be afraid of love
It's a human condition: messiness
Riding tandem with doubt and loneliness
But we are born intrepid, we carry on