Inner Messiah

How to define what we were

Were we dating?

When did it become more?

What exactly did we call more?

Were we a couple?

When you are a couple what are you called?

It never seemed exactly right to call you my boyfriend

It was never cozy or comfortable

It always sounded just a little foreign

A little false

It felt a little like a shoe that was too tight

Pinchy

It made me uneasy

Way in the way back

You know, that way back place in your head that you can barely feel and is only sometimes visible like a ethereal vapor that wafts through to remind you that you are on edge, tense but it’s not quite fleshed out enough to tell you why? That one.

Just an insightful feeling

Almost too quiet to hear at first

But as the days begin to bring forth clarity

As the dearth can no longer be denied

The demise approaches,

All at once, swiftly, bearing down almost without warning

Save for that feeling that feeling that is now between the eyes

Flashing like roadway cautionary lights

Warning you to duck and cover

Then sounding the alarm to run, run fast, run hard

Run towards freedom and salvation

Until you are finally released from the journey

Barefooted, you walk away

Once again, your inner messiah has rescued you

Amen