I Close My Eyes
I near anxious. Long past nervous.
I’m a rattling stone in a cobbled street.
Irrational from head to foot.
I’m a sharp and sudden jolt at night,
a desire to close my eyes
and confess long beyond nodding.
And I stand before this expectant
crowd, and introduce myself.
Found & remixed from Bleak House
and my 1991 Winter Journal