an ode to staring
why do you stare? i've been asked.
i stare when there's nothing better to say, i've been accused
i stare when i feel defeat and don't have the guts to admit it, i've been charged
that's not why. no, that's not why.
i stare when there are no words
to express the appreciation i want to convey
i stare when there are no sounds i could utter
to let her feel what i am feeling, at that moment, for her
i stare when i want to say something
but decide against it
because i feel if i do say something
i will be accused and charged
of leading...or misleading...
i don't want to be held in trial again. ever.
but most times, you know,
i stare because i appreciate
apreciate respect for silence
appreciate what could have been
appreciate what was there before
appreciate how things are, now
...and appreciate respect
so staring is a challenge
it's rude, i've been warned
yes, staring is rude
but if you know me or try to know me more
you'll understand that staring is a challenge
staring is my challenge
challenge if i can hold my own
and challenge if you could hold yours
let's see where it takes us, then