Dependence

I went window shopping today
alone
and it occurred to me
that these sunglasses are more about insecurity
than sunlight
they hide my eyes
they hide my fear
from predators
and from perfectly harmless beings
each of which seems to be the other
and it all felt
strange
I seemed helpless
frightened to take a wrong step
or make a bad decision
So, I spend my life
locked up in a world of comfort and complacency
clinging to the familiar
and I feel safe with you
despite the shot gun and pornography
adorning these walls

05/31/05

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