One of these days I"Bad Needs"
I want the pain
But only the kind I know is coming.
I want to know I can survive it.
I'm afraid of delusion.
What throws me off is more painful
Than when I'm face-to-face.
With years I've learned not to display it;
That sense of impending doom.
I've learned to live partly in moments
For the sake of those moments.
But I'll never be thrown off guard.
That's one thing that can't happen.
I'll rest when I'm rendered incapable
Of fighting monsoons.
Might comment on a poem
Of yours. It might
Be painful but I will
be safe as I would have
Warned you beforehand.