les contradictions

I am
a mountain lover
who is also afraid of heights;

I am
a city dweller
who hates city noise and city lights

I live
in the midst of tension,
but tension lives in me too –
always here, but also always not yet;
always remembering
in a bid to forget.

I stand
on the cusp of change
but it feels like a rocky precipice
instead of a tarmac intersect
what if i fall?
“oh, but what if you fly?”

I crave
Silence to hear myself think and yet,
the answer would be given to me
in loudly heard blasts and neon lights
say, where do we go from here?


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