camera shy (poem)

butterflies can’t see their own wings

i think if i never caught a glimpse of my own beauty i would either

feel more beautiful

or beauty would cease to matter

it hurts, the adornment of existence

but a life without it seems even sadder

flying for the delight of another

weaving garments in darkness

i can’t be saved by what the light brings

black holes don’t take energy

they just don’t let any escape

the strongest spirit is gravity

sometimes i call it by another name and it doesn’t answer me

i think my cup would be more full if i wasn’t shining it

what you see doesn’t help when you’re standing in a maze

when i dream i never see my face

i had a dream i reached outer space

didn’t even have to leave earth

just reached up and touched the heavens like i was infinity feet tall

as high up as the tree no one is around to see fall

suffering exists on other planets too

i can hear the sound

what’s a landlord who’s never seen his house

a daughter who’s never seen you proud

a victim who never seems to shout

what’s a king who’s never seen his crown?

a focused man

with a kingdom full of closed mouths.