Have always wanted
To die -
And now you may
Precede me
And show the way -
I did not sign up
For this
When I responded to
Your blue eyes -
My family was always
Very distant
And correct
It is not fair !
It's not fair !
And now I suffer
The consequences of
Caring -
And
I am mad -
As the proverbial, wet
Hen !
She didn't ask to be
A hen or
To be red -
But that
Is just the way
It turned out,
They say -
That is life,
They say -
And we must
Adjust
- yeah right -
And there is a way
To do this all
Very
Correctly
Very
New-agey -
As if I knew -
And
If I knew -
I would never have been
There that day
And begun this
-Whatever it is-
Journey
Damn and blast -
-My British ancestors are
Aghast-
What have I done ?
- gone and violated
The great edict! of
Not caring
Of
Never sharing
Any bit
Any part
Of
The heart -
They were so
Right
One needs must stay
Uptight !
Stay in
Whatever closet
One is in -
Do not come out
And roam
About
For there are the monsters
Of doubt
Of hurt of pain
Of try and try
Over and over
Again
And
The worst of it is -
There is
No way out !
The way is
Through -
The center of the
Storm -
The center
Of the earth -
It is impossible - !
Just -
The way
The Gods
Like it.
