I've realized I'm lacking in
the details.
In the details of
my life
But also the details of
my poetry.
I think it's because not only the fear of
the unknown
But the fear of letting others in
Of letting them know
the truth.

Because the details create
an image
An image creates
a picture.
A picture creates
a scene.
A scene creates
a setting.
A setting creates
a feeling.
A feeling creates
an emotion.
An emotion creates
a tear.
A tear create
a bond.

A bond between you and me
me and you
you and us
us and them
them and me.

Details allow people into
my thoughts
my feelings
my fears
my heart.

I don't want them in.
I don't want them to know.
I don't want you to know.
I don't want your comments.
I don't want your judgement.
I don't want to know what you think of me.

So I hide behind my lack of detail
my lack of imagery
my lack of picture
my lack of setting
my lack of emotion.

But it seems what I lack is what I make the most obvious.
Because in my lacking people see what I'm hiding.
The inability to let people in.
The inability to let go.