Balances
in life
one is always
balancing
like we juggle our mothers
against our fathers
or one teacher
against another
(only to balance our grade
average)
3 grains of salt
to one ounce truth
our sweet black essence
or the funky honkies down the
street
and lately I've begun wondering
if you're trying to tell me
something
we used to talk all night
and do things alone together
and I've begun
(as a reaction to a feeling)
to balance
the pleasure of loneliness
against the pain
of loving you
