A Reasonable Obsession

As of yet I still cannot uncover
all my reason, hidden deep within,
far beyond my outermost perimeter.

That life I show, along my cheeks,
is well contrived, and I have spent
long hours at times considering what that means.

There is no clever code for me to hack.
And yet I struggle, every minute searching 
for a better explanation, leaning one way then the other 
in this dire deliberation, thinking surely
I will know, before I crack.

Obsessions maybe come and go,
I wouldn't know, but I would wonder why.
So maybe this is a confession--
this love is more than you and I
may ever manage to induce together.
Because even then, I'll wonder why
my gaping petty troubles left me centred. 

The End

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