Mute

 
my frenetic code is left all over the place
I can't hide it
this ball of energy

out of rhythm with the universe,
there is a portal in poetry
in which to enter and touch the stars

I come in disarray
disorganized in my thoughts
I can feel the pulsing beauty

but my heart is pumping hard
there is a pit in my stomach
worry on my mind

the words to free me
just out of reach
I'm not in time with the music
playing offbeat

beauty is the order of the day
within the chaos of my soul
this warms me

then like a straightjacket restrains me
I don't want to stand out
with my inappropriate behavior

poetry is a reflecting pool
you are reflecting madness
now don't be alarmed
we can fix this

take away all your pens and paper
put you on mute for the duration