There is a panic that ensues after taking the first step

the first real step the Big Stride, if you will

You are still real underneath your quaking 

last night the parents came home and even though

you had practiced keeping your cool

you unraveled, didn’t you

spinning a web spinning a tale you open trap

and out the gap 

tumbling, the pity whine of feeble defenses

step out of frame your reason, senseless

mumbled is the martyr

crumbled is the jaw

joint attaching nothing to nothing

Have you ever heard of active listening?

The presence of Christ, Absence, The Cost of Enaction?

Yes, We Are Really OK With Anything At All.

We are especially okay with you today,

perfectly stapled resume. 

Back of the line please, maybe you’ll make a friend, someone who sees the world the way you do, quiet now, no need to break the ruse, please, no need to break the ruse.