Dark Lie

I stopped trying to be who
the world always wanted me to be—
pliant, compliant, the good boy,
and the better man.
With age I see why
I’ve hated the effort I made
to color within everyone else’s lines.
Inside, I’m trying to be
cold and dark and
— just to be me —
I keep all those beans
we’re supposed to count
in alphabetic order.
This is my life, my obsession,
and I’ll keep it the way that I want.
That’s who I am, for better or worse.
No partners, no bliss, self-service.
Deal with it.

Oh, excuse me, did you drop this?

6 thoughts on “Dark Lie

  1. I've learned to never say never. I've eaten my words more than once, lol. Great ending! No, no, no, and then…maybe? And, staying in everyone else's lines? That's my whole life being the pk that I am. It's still a struggle, though I'm learning no one zaps me when I wander off to pick flowers from time to time.

  2. I really like this poem very much, Joe. Why colour in between someone else's lines, when you can create your own "cold and dark" line. Here is to you staying your wonderful changing self. Q x

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