| Title: |
Closet Musings |
| Author: |
Blue Ben W. |
Narrator: |
Blue Ben W. |
| Kind: |
Poem |
Type: |
MP3 |
Time: |
00:10:26 |
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9.55 MB |
By Blue / Ben W. ~ 2005-11-03
By Blue / Ben W.
- Draft: 2005-02-12
- Final: 2005-11-03
- Verse
- This “Closet Thing,”
- It’s getting to me.
- I hid inside,
- The darkest corner,
- And slammed the door.
- Bang! To shut out what?
- My life, my future?
- Love and happiness?
- Verse
- Yeah, I hid inside,
- My true thoughts,
- My intimate emotions,
- My dreams, in all their senses.
- Yeah, I had issues,
- I read them secretly,
- They grew in stacks, unnoticed.
- Yeah, I had baggage,
- But I wasn’t going anywhere,
- Or visiting anyone.
- Verse
- Like a plant in a closet,
- Something in me withered.
- I shrank from closeness,
- But my feelings didn’t shrink.
- And my dick and balls sure didn’t.
- Hah, good thing I had a sense of humor.
- But even those most private parts,
- Don’t truly make a man.
- Verse
- I had my reasons,
- I told myself.
- Past experiences,
- Less than lovely;
- Religious questions,
- Paradoxical quandary.
- Just plain old fear,
- And not enough support.
- Not enough loving times
- To see there could be more
- Than just disappointment
- Or outright hurts.
- Verse
- So I seesawed between true and false,
- And ran around in lonely loops,
- Like some silly mutt,
- Chasing his own tale and tail,
- And not getting any,
- Nor giving any either.
- Too long alone,
- Lost in confusion,
- Trapped in my past.
- Verse
- But oh so slowly,
- Barely, my naked soul,
- Found bits and pieces
- Of things to help,
- To bring air and light
- Into that cramped and tiny space.
- Verse
- Then one day, a friend
- Noticed a locked door with a shaky knob,
- Figuratively, for he was straight.
- He looked inside, and saw me there,
- Anguished and ashamed,
- Afraid to admit what bothered me.
- He asked me questions,
- Wouldn’t let it alone,
- In ways that snuck around it,
- So subtly pushing, I didn’t see it,
- Until he asked a question
- I couldn’t avoid.
- Not, “Are you gay?”
- But one I couldn’t dissemble,
- Couldn’t pretend to ignore,
- Couldn’t change the subject.
- Verse
- He handed me the key.
- I opened the door.
- I peeked outside.
- The light was so bright,
- The air was so warm,
- It was good to be free,
- Released from confining
- Solitary stillness.
- Verse
- Then there was a new set of problems.
- I’d never faced before.
- How confusing now,
- As though I’m a teen all new.
- And I still had that loop,
- Repeating circles
- Around in my head.
- Not since adolescence
- Have I even tried,
- Or loved another,
- In any sense.
- Verse
- How strange it is,
- To lack adult memories
- Of love and sex,
- To lack experience
- Of letting myself look,
- Of letting others look,
- Of asking someone
- Male.
- Verse
- Just how does one do these things?
- I know it’s like asking a girl,
- But I hardly even know that.
- A gay place and gay people,
- Especially gay guys?
- Oh, how anticipated.
- Oh, how uncertain.
- I’m going to try.
- Verse
- I’m dragging my feet.
- I’m holding onto that closet door.
- Gripping, clawing, to stay in.
- Like some wild creature,
- Too long caged,
- That sits inside the cage
- Despite the opened door.
- Verse
- This “Closet Thing,”
- Let it be a little wild,
- But let it come out in the open
- Into free air and sunshine.
- Now to find the path
- Out of the “Closet Thing,”
- Out of the wilderness.
By Blue / Ben W.
- Verse
- Stepping outside
- The opened closet
- Letting go
- The closet doorframe
- Verse
- Sunshine, warmth, air,
- And laughter, with, not at
- It feels good, around others
- Like me
- Verse
- I’m nervous,
- So new, all new,
- All unknown
- But I’m out
- Verse
- Beyond the opened closet
- There’s a bigger world
- Brighter, happier,
- Who I want to be
- Verse
- I want this
- I need this
- I crave this
- Life, friends, love
- Verse
- I missed this,
- What I didn’t have
- So simple and basic
- So big and marvelous
- Verse
- So different than before:
- Solitary, isolated,
- Self-imposed,
- Secluded confusion
- Verse
- I’m learning I can be
- More open than I ever was
- Even at my best
- At last, free!
- Verse
- I’m closet cleaning
- Out of my closet
- I stepped
- Beyond the doorframe
- Verse
- How cramped and small
- And lifeless it was
- Unlit and airless
- Confining senselessly
- Verse
- Now I’m out the door
- Just a little bit more
- It’s time to clean this place
- Out all the way
- Verse
- Open the windows
- Air out the place
- Let in some sunshine
- Lighten this space
- Verse
- Put in a bright new light bulb
- When times get too dark
- You can shine a new light
- Shed some truth on the case
- Verse
- Embarrassing dust and cobwebs,
- Things broken or in disarray
- Clean and polish and sort,
- It’s better today
- Verse
- There’s too much in here,
- Don’t assume a closet
- Is just one issue
- Closets hold collections
- Verse
- Over here are my issues,
- I kept them in stacks
- Hiding behind them
- Against inside attacks
- Verse
- Over there is my baggage,
- Piled all in heaps
- Hiding beneath it
- Against outside travails
- Verse
- There is my luggage,
- I lugged it around
- Hiding beside it
- Weighting my flights
- Verse
- High-piled expectations,
- Coulda, shoulda, woulda
- Deck them now to heights
- More reachable, not unreasonable
- Verse
- Look over there,
- Suited armor all gleaming
- Shielding me from harm
- See all those gaps
- Verse
- Armor, no matter how thick,
- Has holes in weak places
- Outer hurts sneak in
- Inner hurts, unprotected
- Verse
- Heavy armor, bravely bare it
- Light loose clothing is best
- Open and honest
- Needs no pretense
- Verse
- Wholly holey holy
- Suits for Sunday and business
- Their own flashy armor
- Let them be just clothes instead
- Verse
- Changing clothes then,
- Here’s me in my underwear
- How long since anyone’s seen me
- Wearing these or less?
- Verse
- Time to be barely dressed
- For exercise, for time in the sun
- For being disarmed with friends
- For love once again
- Verse
- Boxes of old memories:
- Some need throwing out
- They’re not helping anyone
- So why do I review them?
- Verse
- The past is passed
- Don’t dwell there anymore
- Leave bad and sad times
- Don’t need to pass them again
- Verse
- Mementoes here,
- People I miss
- Some moved, some lost
- Bye, by no one’s fault
- Verse
- Loved ones I miss,
- Would tell me this:
- Love and live again
- Honor us that way
- Verse
- Don’t keep digging
- We love you, you love us
- Now leave this, for us
- Love and live life again
- Verse
- Boxes of old memories:
- Some are good and cherished
- Show them so all can see
- How beautiful life can be
- Verse
- Boxes of old memories:
- A few of these are private
- Just between you and me
- They’re safe here, my friend
- Verse
- Once in a while,
- We’ll visit them again
- The bad times won’t hurt so
- When the good times are shared
- Verse
- There’s lots of room
- Inside and out
- For new memories
- Let love fill this empty space
- Verse
- Over here are keepsakes
- From throughout my life
- Souvenirs, mementoes,
- Remember what I’ve learned
- Verse
- Here’s one for you, buddy
- An empty box for your full one
- Leave the empty box,
- Let’s clean out your full ones
- Verse
- I’ll lend you a hand,
- I’ll lend you a shoulder,
- Friends reach in or out
- When closets need cleaning
- Verse
- So here’s an empty box,
- A light bulb, a cleaning rag
- Closet cleaning, start a trend
- Help one another, gain a new friend
- Verse
- Soon enough, closet cleaning,
- Things reorganized and tidy
- Good things kept,
- Bad things discarded
- Verse
- We’ll rest like good friends,
- And laugh at our folly
- And cry happy tears
- Unburdened and shiny, renewed
- Verse
- Shoulder to shoulder
- With our loved ones,
- Our partners and friends
- New friends and family await
- Verse
- Hey buddy, what’s in your closet?
- Are you in there, hiding?
- Will you open the door?
- Do you need help to open it?
- Verse
- Closet cleaning, start a trend
- Help one another, gain a new friend
- Teach your friends this lesson:
- Learn to live and love again