A Treatise ON Me, or, INside

I beg for caress

I ache for affection

I slump under distress

And my sail flutters

With wasted windless words

I shake with rage

I growl at the unseen

I grimace at life's wage

And all my guns fire

Arching attack at all angles

I love with the sane

I hold it all inside

I grin like the insane

Till the sun ceases

Its implacable immensity immobile

With emotions in hand

And health inside

Till the world lets me out