Anxiety

[Jason Rosenquist]

Peace


I'm tired of arguing with myself.

1st impulses lead to 2nd guesses which are subjected to 3rd degrees.

The claustrophobia from my crowded mind

almost drives me to take a hammer to my skull.

And shatter myself to peace.



If all I do is constantly argue with myself,

how do I expect to get along with you?

I can't make the simplest decision without debate.

And all I want is quiet reflection

and to shatter myself to peace.



Nothing ever gets resolved or answered.

I play devil's advocate with myself all the time.

But I get the eerie sense that I'm not playing.

So I run full speed into carelessness, with my head down.

Ready to shatter myself into peace.



My future seems determined to analyze the past, endlessly.

Too many opinions from too many old voices

whose only reason for being is to cause noisy confusion.

Until I shatter myself. Because there is no peace.

Unless I shatter myself to pieces...