Turbulent Days

Turbulent days
Will no one let me count the ways?
Been dwelling on the lover I overrated
Been worried and crazed
Thinking way over my head
All for a lover I guestimated
Can I offer you a clearing?
Where you can be trusting
Where you can’t laugh enough
Get credit for being
Where true love exists
Could you be moved or interested?
Turbulent dreams
Shaking into smithereens
Mistaken deepened feelings
Awaken blasé
Wave after wave
Of intolerable aching pain
The perpetual loop of diving as kamikaze
I can’t run away, I can’t run away, I can’t run away
From myself.
For the first time ever
I couldn’t write myself right
And slalom round the insight
Or even sleep at night
Turbulent days
Aerosoled across my face
Spelling out a challenge
To love without end.
Could I offer you a clearing?
Where true love exists
Where lust makes you live
Where you can let go of yourself
And be compelled to give
Relentlessly
I can’t run away, I can’t run away, I can’t run away
From myself.


© 2003 Once and Future Poems