when we eat something warm
and then something cold
the temperatures of both
foods
balance out

so why is it
that foods coexist
inside of us
but people cannot
do the same?

of course everyone
has something they
won't admit to
purely for fear of judgment

maybe you love
Sunday mass
even if your friends
would ridicule you
if they knew about that

perhaps you love
offensive
rap music although
your family
only tolerates country

and so what if
you absolutely adore the smell
of cigarette smoke
on the boy from the
city?

imagine enjoying whatever
you wished
pretend that these could
be called simply
(guilty) pleasures
instead

but all sleepless nights
are eventually worth
the morning sunrise

think of all the books
you haven't read
imagine all the places
you've never been
realize every
song you have yet to listen to
or each sentence you've
not yet spoken