Crashbox

Of other times and other things:

Seeing something that makes you wince
Because it moves you too much
Cringing (because is isn't real) and trying to convince
Yourself to forget the feelings such...
The consuming emotions that strangle and crush
But wait---
Turning around it is before you again
This time real, and perfect and tame
Is it the same
Is it the same?
And stupid and blundering though you be
desperately aware of responsibility
The proper order peeps out from the fog
And you see the way things are supposed to be
And there is excitement in this tossing sea...
Looking out the window, ya crow:'YEAH DOG!'