To The Uniting Parties That Be…
Hear my plea…
I’m Ramones’ing
I know you exist in my very fibers
That particles of you are particles of me
And I hate that I need and want your love
Any love
What’s love?
I’m paranoid, I’m foolish, I’m frozen
Love me sounds like a plea
Vulnerable, trustng, no longer stiff
Yet weak, loathing the very object
When simply inside I object
The desire unmet rends me abject
Because I fear your reject
I see you and long for you and know you
As you collect more of me, of this time
The light I am becomes full of the light of you
And the grace somehow I still resent accepting
I’m a warrior, I’m a huntress, I’m an alchemist
At times, I approach demi-goddess in the digital
But enough, God, enough, I beg you please
The manifestations of your creations
Abound and surround and confound me
Good and flawed and friendly and free
What am I in this mix, this loud, dizzy mess?
As I flaunt while I worry while I sing
What is real, what’s a game, and what position do I play?
And who will always be on my team?
A pause, my rant still…
I remember the days, rage eating me away,
Unlock this from me
The question rings again
Are you ready to take the ride you can’t get off of?
Like my fear of rollercoasters and sharks
Which wanes despite forced confrontations
I see the waterline
I see the fin
Life seems to be asking
If I want to jump in
I hear the click clack on
the last link of roller track
I’m facing the decline and
Worry I’ll loose my mind
Quickly, quickly, take your seat
I’m strapping in
Letting go
And learning how to scream real well.
Peace,
Melissa
