The Plan (poem)

12 December 2016

The Plan

Tell me how this all fits into a plan
how you want me to want you, too.
so you let me go running around.
Into every lie, old and new.
Will they help me, these circuits of pain?
I'm afraid that I'll keep letting go
so who cares if I hold any tighter?
I flee, it's all that I know.

Does it help, that I get turned around?
The end and the center are where I'm bound.
Nothing breaks me of fear, not joy, not the shofar-sound.

Tell me how this all works.
Why do I feel such despair?
how is this helping me want to stay near?
every day, I only feel blossoming fear
and the people with answers, they all disappear
never knowing they're all I hold dear...