Do I Mire in The Muck?

Should I say things

I should not convey

when I feel things

that I ought not?

 

Unearth notions

I should not consider

like, “Do I reveal

what best remains hidden?”

just as a sealed juve case

long since forgiven

such that I may deny

its existence with impunity

today?

 

What soothes a mind

plagued by its tendency

to crave fruits remembered

lasciviously as tender

and succulent –

a delight to somatic appetites?

My faculties restless

as a teenaged male –

sexless for prolonged stretches

on a fourth dimensional vector

while surrounded by flirtatious

dimes toying with his mind,

and still the strength I find

to walk the narrows straightly

has never wavered until lately

despite seeing the quicksand ahead

 

-HymnAgen