Standing In Lines

[theologies]

I often look for something said that might be new
whether a word spoken or a letter written
but often I find white space waiting for me

Some patterns are so engrained into my being
they are become difficult to intentionally alter
even when I am become aware

.are there messages on my answering machine
.are there messages in my inbox
.what movie would you like to watch tonight
.what would you like for dinner

These become the lines by which I have lived my life

Comforting or ridiculous?
Necessary?
Essential

Essentially part of me has been stripped away
and now I stand naked for all to see
and ashamed of who I might be

Maybe it is the fear of change that drives me
to abandon a foundation that has has stood for so long
stood sturdy and firm in the same line