Then I Decided I Would

I Had Been Alone More Than I Could Have Been Had I Gone By Myself.

I Have Been Holding A Dialogue With Myself And Girding Myself To Stand Fast Without Running.

And I Am Aware Of My Heart: It Opens And Closes Its Bowl Of Red Blooms Out Of Sheer Love Of Me.

I Have Stitched Life Into Me Like A Rare Organ

... You Looked Around And Saw Everybody Either Married Or Busy And Happy And Thinking And Being Creative, And You Felt Scared, Sick, Lethargic, Worst Of All, Not Wanting To Cope. You Saw Visions Of Yourself In A Straightjacket, And A Drain On The Family, Murdering Your Mother In Actuality, Killing The Edifice Of Love And Respect Built Up Over The Years In The Hearts Of Other People.