"you've got a power source/it's like a solar system"

New poem, kind of a mess, kind of raw. I've been trying to write other types of stuff, but I'm fond of this.

“balance # 2”

keep me honest, but

don’t keep me too honest

my eating habits may

distract you for a while

but tonight will be fine, will be fine

i’m timid and afraid that

you’re just acting

i watch every word i say

which is really

never my normal course of business

if  i’m too careful

you’ll grow irritable and bored

but if i let loose you’ll be scared into silence

so i blance, oh i balance

everything always comes back to fucking blance