Monday, June 7, 2010

Deep Anxiety


Being pulled under again
By a dark sea monster,
Unhinged from the helm
Of any ship.

It's mine, I suppose, like a sickness
Or a soul, and I'm a buoy with some breath
I need to breathe.

It's diving again, down deep,
Down under,
And into the dark, I see we go
Through the veil of my eyelids.

Roped to the madness of an angry beast
Running from,
Running from me,
And I, helpless, jerked along
What mad world united us?

Me, and a hurt,
Me, and a heart,
A blue whale schism
In me.

Back and forth,
Past and present,
Who am I, anymore,
In the dark I'm someone else,
And here, on the surface, I forget them.

Calm the beast,
Calm! Calm!
Take aim at a distant horizon,
Make peace with the depths below.

Calm the heart,
Calm! Calm!
Take aim at another life,
And go.