Tempted by the FLOOR
I'm going to write a poem,
to get it all outside,
all the feelings that I feel
and that I try to hide.
I' m going to write a poem;
about what I'm not sure.
Just a rambling set of words
to keep me off the floor.
You see, that when I feel all floopy
and the words just wont play ball.
I sometimes curl up in a heap-
maybe in a bathroom stall
And so I write a poem.
Rhyming seems to help.
I'm not sure it does and yet-
It seems to keep me instep.
A poem is a flow words
A tune, a little ditty.
It does not need to be that good
Or even look that pretty
It just needs to keep me focused
On something else instead
Of all the whirling tumbling thoughts
that roll inside my head.
And now I wrote a poem-
of what, that I'm not sure.
All i know is i'm no longer
Tempted by the floor...