"I’m Fine"
I’ve been spending more time writing and playing guitar, so here’s a poem. It’s always scary for me to have others read freshly scribbled words because the emotions behind them are still so vulnerable. Still, it’s such great fun to write and, hopefully, for others to read. And poetry is great because it’s so nebulous. No one usually has a clue as to what I’m talking about. Or they personalize it for their own life. That’s cool with me because art is connecting two seemingly unrelated things.
“I’m Fine”
You know I lie
“I’m Fine. I’m Fine”
I could tell you the truth but I doubt you have the time.
Are you ready to hear my history? My lifeline?
It’s what lead me here
Shaking in fear
But confident that all will come clear
I may leave you confused
But my behavior is a ruse
To protect the rawness of my insides
See, I’ve got a thing for you
A thing or two
A secret which I hide
But you sense what this is about
In my head I’m too loud when I shout
And you listen closely for a hint about my chatter
Not that it’d matter
You’ve, no doubt, been tempted with yummier platters
For I’m a bit grizzly and a bit fatter
But allow me to speak my words
Send you images all lucious and good
I will fulfill them if you like
But there’s no pressure. No expectation. No hype.
Because I’m just here for the ride
Glad I’m alive
Glad I’m occasionally by your side
(Copyright 2004 Leslie Lello)
