Truth In Knots Poem by Lisa Nickle

This is for all the times you have an itch in need of scratching
A dream in need of catching
And people and places you would
happily never see again

You can say that “you would never”
that your head has long since lost its lack of gravity
and that you have sewn your share of wild oats.
You can say it, but is it true?

As for me, I scream it freely!
I could turn away and not look back
become a gypsy or a carny
or maybe just start walking and let it be.

I can say it, but… it isn’t true
You see, for all of this I blame you.
You, you and your smile, your kindness
the whisper of my name.

You are the reason I can’t leave,
the reason I am not allow to hide
from the reality that is
for lack of a better term “real life”.

I would like to hate you for it,
use it as the fire to burn ties
but I just can’t do that.
Not when you are my home.


April 24,2013 Wuhan, China