happened across a web site
one i could publish
these little poems
of mine

three items required
an account
a poem submittal
accepting the rejection

before a single
mouse click
an internal conflict
of course arose

exposure, no exposure
do, or do not
fears be ******
full submission ahead

yes, that is it
if for no other reason
my sanity
i will be brave just this once

no, wait this is
so far from any zone
comfort or otherwise
against life’s grain, i can not go

definitely not ready
for my close up
having others
reading my thoughts

tuesday would
rather write and
never to be seen
wednesday what the hell

heart beats faster
just typing this out
becoming exposed
never serious until now

this is my head
now going on for days
**** it up buttercup
which fork will it be

click

good choice
wait, what have i done
the debate continues
now long after the deed was done