safekeeping

sometimes it’s good to cry (i hear –
i wouldn’t know; i am a guy)
and let loose of what we can’t change:

like things time takes as it goes by

 
sometimes i close the door and then?
there might be tears (or not) involved –
i reach for what’s familiar; known

like getting problems solved

 
 
or then, there’s always eating, drinking;
wandering around and thinking;
everything-but-ever sleeping;
secrets stored for their safekeeping

 
 
 
sometimes it’s good to laugh (i’m told –
i wouldn’t know, i watch instead)
and let go of that rusty chain

that’s kept us here, and words

unsaid

Author: Beleaguered Servant

Owen "Beleaguered" Servant (a/k/a Sibelius Russell) writes poetry mostly, with an occasional pause to have a seizure.

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