posted by
devohoneybee at 09:35pm on 27/05/2010 under poetry
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the heavy staccato of rain on the skylight,
and learning to place such sounds,
with their slight aura of alarm,
into a file labeled "safe."
like the smell of smoke in new york,
after that terrible day
and those lingering, hallucinatory
months
and conversely, noticing (as others,
after, so vehemently pointed out)
when i've been dissed.
i didn't even hear
the "curse word"
he was angry, but it wasn't at me.
why fret?
and so,
the surprising realization
that amygdala and cortex
don't speak.
there's a committee inside me,
in other words, assessing threat;
sometimes more fiendishly than i,
and sometimes less.
i can only shake my head
and thank all the parties involved
(in myself, in my world, and perhaps
in other realms)
that i'm still here, bewildered,
and wondering.
and learning to place such sounds,
with their slight aura of alarm,
into a file labeled "safe."
like the smell of smoke in new york,
after that terrible day
and those lingering, hallucinatory
months
and conversely, noticing (as others,
after, so vehemently pointed out)
when i've been dissed.
i didn't even hear
the "curse word"
he was angry, but it wasn't at me.
why fret?
and so,
the surprising realization
that amygdala and cortex
don't speak.
there's a committee inside me,
in other words, assessing threat;
sometimes more fiendishly than i,
and sometimes less.
i can only shake my head
and thank all the parties involved
(in myself, in my world, and perhaps
in other realms)
that i'm still here, bewildered,
and wondering.
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glad you like, but please don't mention a second book. it sort of... thwarts my process. i can only write THIS poem NOW. if it later sorts to a book, that's another process. for later. MUCH later. like maybe, after more than 3 people buy my first one LOL
i'm glad you like, though. *grin*
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*sidles away, smiling nervously, making calming, non-book motions*