................Conflict Theory

Like the icy blue ocean is calm with the breaking waves,

Like the olive grove is silent with the crackling cicadas,
Like the call of the cockerel intensifies the morning mist….

I lie down…
The complexity of it all baffles me. ..
The dangerous beauty lurking in those curves,
The age old game of persuasion,
The cold rebuff at my every attempt at familiarity,
The stimulating clashes on a regular basis……

My trying to love you is apparent..
Your hatred for me more evident still…
Yet why don’t you leave me?
Or I you?
I wonder….

The turmoil in my mind plays a sweet lullaby,
And lulls me to an untimely siesta..

Every time I try to sort things out with you,
Comes lovely, lucidly, laconical lyad…

Every single time that I try to integrate..‼