And how it is, that I cannot decide

What I am to do, what I am to say

Whether or not to expose, or to hide

My feelings for him, for much they do weigh

Too long, so long, ever long, that they may

Pound on my shoulders, pound on my resolve

Cry, I do, as in my bed, lone I lay

This issue, I do not think I can solve

My head spins, fast as the Earth does revolve

Can someone help me find a steady ground?

However difficult I won’t absolve

For I will stand upon this rock I found

I may be looking for argon in air

For if I don’t, this life I could not bear

—Daniel Jeremy Perz,

     October 26, 1999