Sunlit Insecurity

        Insecurities in the sun,
Inside and out
    Caffeinated cacophony of
  Love and life and hate and words.
          Mostly my own.
    Living in my own head
Will be the death of me.
        But how, oh how
    Can I visit without attachment?

Public spaces scare me
      They open my heart, to wear
    On my sleeve, to be torn
        By lovers and strangers
            Alike.

The setting sun shines brightest,
    Reflecting any and all
  Lifting smoke from the earth
      Cleansing the ground and air
          And mind.
Helicopter mountaintops reach
    Into the very soul of man.
  Encroaching madness
        Madness for life;
For love and words and songs and life.
  Blowing smoke rings around
    My head this life runs
          In circle
          After circle
          After circle
    Through the states of mind
      No one wants to see again.
Spinning across the cosmos
    Whipping into shape the
        Nothingness that is language.
Spinning through the stars
    As my love for words
        Whips into my heart.
            Worn and worn
    Upon my sleeve,
        Loving the word that
      Is life.
Sleeping in a laugh,
    slipping through
      The stars.