to home i head, alone:
i'm down with pretending.

it's been awhile since i've met
a stranger, i forgot protocol.
but i know me, i obsess too easily
over what could be next week
or the week after that
immobile with fear, i tread into
a new unopened door in the
facilities of cohesive consciousness
literally, to my knees i drop
in fear

fear of dipping out of my element
spewing words i should keep to myself.
i dont know you.
i'm a stranger to you.
something sown,
silent seed shaking,
surpassing solid sediment