I am stiff
Stilted and structured
Like a doll, built to thrive in this world.
Prescribed, yet unsure
How do I move forward
How do I connect
I stall
I withdraw
Is it panic I feel seeping into my veins
Help me
I want to connect, to move forward, to make change
I still, waiting for a moment that seems inviting
Sometimes they come, but not always
I nod. I smile. I plan my escape,
I wish we had this moment in a different time, space
Small, quiet, intimate, drunk, familiar
Until I am relieved,
I stay.












