Moving forward, step by step
left foot, right foot
fake, smile, prep
Morning sunrise, sleeping moon
left foot, right foot,
be there soon
one by one, thousand by thousand
left foot, right foot
keet my vows and,
change by change, moments stick
left foot, right foot
click clack click
Heart heavy, feelings high
left foot, right foot,
relax and sigh.
Tossing, turning
falling. churning
flaring, snaring,
Caring
Subtle action
big impression
tiny caption
cue depression
single word
long tirade
barely heard
soul flayed
Simple choice
hate filled voice
exquisite in nature
Delightful in temperament
soothing, nurture
each by each
Providing meaning
next within reach
Musical notes
Forever storytelling
a dark world’s magical motes.
I’ve always longed to be
a fly on the wall
To hear and see
but do nothing at all
I yearn for the truths
we don’t tell other people
like old timey sleuths
hiding in personal steeples
My own story is hard
not easy to share
each person does guard
the truths we can’t bare
I yearn for the freedom
to hear from some other
the tales that precede’em
my own, did not smother.
The only people who fell never near
The only people without fear
Living softly, hollow, shell cracking
The only people lacking
Turned and twisted, reduced with mud
Souls heavy steps, shallow thud.
Sun has broken, clouds subdue
In heart of hearts, hope does renew
The only people without fear
Sing silently their story’s near.
Confessions of a Trans Professional 