i live on the line
that is supposed to divide
fury and peace,
but i studied theory,
and binaries are overrated.

i dance along the madness
of a zone where
functionality meets sadness,
and let me tell you,
i get so much work done
when i'm hurt.

i run across fields
where ruins of patience
are overrun with the
violence of life -
reds and blues and greens
bloom and disrupt
the unnecessarily calm earth.

i am a study in dualities -
of smiling rage,
of cold fury;
a filled laptop screen,
a blank page.

i find safety in numbers -
how many emotions can i fit
in my head and still survive?
i'll let you know when i do.