Here's a fairly recent piece, written shortly after my
first date with you-know-who.
SHAME
Take me by the eyes and I tremble
Tell myself can't be real, can't be true
Can't have touched you that deep to the quick
Then I pick up my pieces, venom in my thoughts
And I shiver so much I wreck any chance I glimpsed
And any chance I might have been holding in my hand
So then my heart's a mess
Call myself names I never knew
Eyes wide open for signs I'm mistaken
But I guess I've written us off with my fear
Made a mess of what I was holding for a beat
And now I'm standing at a wreckage, lost in my heart
And I know what I've lost
Know it's my turn
But I'm locked
This shame keeps me down