(Im)balance
A Poem
It’s hard to feel content with this weight pulling on me, leaving me out of balance
The weight is so heavy, a burden I can’t bear, and all I can think of is to stand straight and maintain my balance through it all No matter what comes at me I must maintain this (im)balance
It’s a rocking inside of me An uneasiness with what is normal, tipping me to one side until I tip back and regain my balance But in order to regain stability I have to overcorrect, swaying toward oblivion just to get traction again
I have no equilibrium Vertigo feels like sanity as the world swirls and I fall to one side losing my balance And maybe it’s actually the (im)balance that is a relief right now because if I felt centered in times like these I wouldn’t be paying attention to the maelstrom
I like this feeling of (im)balance because it’s the only thing grounding me in tenuous times Maybe it’s the counterbalance that I need to be realistic and stay inside and away from the chaos of breath that is passing between us
I wonder if I was ever truly proportionate as a person Even keel, symmetrical I know I seemed that way on the outside, but really the inside was mayhem And now that characteristic is allowing me to feel this (im)balance and know that’s all it is A tipping to one side A temporary adjustment A blip on the radar that will disappear and allow us to move on
I am not out of balance even though I am dizzy I am just adjusting and by the time I get there, everything will be different and I will realize that the way I stay sane in this crazy world is with my (im)balance
© Jonathan Greene 2020
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