I’d like to meet the challenge

you present whenever the feeling is right.

Vague, gradual release of energy,

enough catches anyone off guard,

slowly seeping inside a comfort zone,

slithering past any roadblocks,

and the wall has been made,

well constructed, high to the eye,

that eye, no one else needs to see,

as long as only your vision is held.

~

If only for a moment I might reach

the other side before you sustain

the room, that place where all other

notions, ideas, desires seem to disappear.

They are always behind your mortar,

we know that, yet somehow every time,

we let it happen, rather sit and watch

it be constructed, than, battle foundation.

~

The distant future, that piece that even you

in all of your fiery venom – those days ahead,

cannot be touched by anyone especially you.

Yet, we all know you’d like us to believe,

you have a handle on that aspect of our lives

as well, slow seething, before any of us know.

We all fall into your trappings anytime, anywhere.

~

Not tonight,

I will fight, I will not allow your takeover,

I will dance the music that settles my anxiety.

We will recognize the nirvana awaits us

on the other side.