Saturday, July 3, 2010
weeds and wheat...
I want to write something revealing
bare the simplicity of all my complications.
apprehensions ride a tide of reservation--
with nothing in reserve
you might decide my offer is
not very appealing --
no ace left up my sleeve.
that in mind - I will preserve some of who
I really am, and present you with the
possibility of who I might be.
safer by far to let you see the me I may be
securely secreting reality away from
the chance that I may just not be enough.