
Typewriter Series #2650 by Tyler Knott Gregson
Should I hide joy, bury it and put forth
an image of loneliness, pretend
to the masses that I am unencumbered,
alone and waiting, that my words
are meant for their eyes, that I am
all they’ve ever been looking for?
Would this help? Would this convince
all that I’m of more value, that I’m worth
following along with?
Defiantly, I am proud of this happiness,
long fought and slow earned, I came through
acres of mud and shit and ache and
more darkness than you can imagine
to sit in this stillness and glow, on this summit.
Here are my arms stretched wide,
here are the cries of my elation,
I am one thing, transparent as glass,
what I feel you will see, what I feel
you will feel. This peace is an earned one,
come who will, stay who should,
for I won’t stop shouting it.
-Tyler Knott Gregson-
Published on June 29, 2019 12:28