Anchor Poem by Jarian Drinkwater

Anchor
(06/09/23)
"It", is the one that you say should be strong.
The one who cuts the through crowds where others are 10 foot tall.
Who's presence make many think twice.

"It", is who can hold a beast's gaze without a blink of an eye.
"It", has no fixed position therefore it's presence can be easily shifted to suit one's needs.

When things need to be made, fixed or tied, "It" is the one you look to.
You see its physicality and deem this as what, "It", is meant to do.

A hard exterior. A robust feel.
That thing over there. That thing over there! You shelve "it" until, "it" becomes useful.

You want something carried, pushed, moved, smashed or squeezed….."it", should manage.

So why not expect it, from "It"? !

That thing, so easily adjustable, immovable and yet removable.

But does "it"speak? Does "it" feel?
Who cares? !

As long as "it" loves you that's all that counts.

Is "it" is loyal? This is what matters, right? !

When "it" shows you that "it" is your best friend, that is its true value.

If "it" behaves like a good son, your main concern as a parent is eased. Right? !

The world allows not for i.

There is no safe space for its place of true intimacy. Nor shall "it" speak of a want or need to express, exhale even contemplate any emotion that would normally be deemed effeminate.

"it" is in an ocean of never ending questions which lead to confusion.
Confusion that leads to frustration.
Frustration that leads to disorientation.
Disorientation that leads to anger
Anger that leads to helplessness.
And helplessness that leave "it" lost for there is no one listening. Like Really listening.

What is "it"? "it" is every man, boy and male. "it" is me, my brothers, sons, nephews, uncles and cousins

"it" is David Amos. "it" Is Kurt Cobaine. "it" is Shay. "it" is Stephen Boss. "it" is Haroon Dinn. "it" is Chris Benoit. "it" is Avicii

"it" has no anchor.