i try to keep it down
all those things i want to say
but they bubble
they rise and fizz
escaping before i'm ready
cartoon balloons spilling my secrets
(more)
unable to grasp them,
i try to pull them back and change the order
out of chaos and confusion
yet somehow
you decipher me
it amazes me sometimes,
the way we keep coming back to this
assured and sated
again and again
we remain faithful in our unfaithfulness
there is a beautiful symmetry
to this see-saw we ride
and when we ride, we ride hard(less)