Certain thoughts and feelings
Darken the night and thicken the clouds.
In these long hours
I plumb the depths of feelings I’d rather not have,
I try to stare whatever it is I can’t speak in the face
In the hopes that doing so will make it go away.
Of course it won’t, of course my jealousies
And my anger and my petty fictional vengeances
Play out before a mind that even if I open
Is doomed to be so human,
Is doomed to be nothing less and nothing more
Than exactly who I am,
A boy with jealousies and anger
And petty fictional vengeances
Racing through his mind.
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