
Climb the staircase in my head,
better do it now, before I’m dead!
The staircase leads to rooms that most people don’t care to see,
but in these rooms, my tale unfurls, free.
Explore the rooms, closets and decor,
can’t you see, I want you to, I implore.
I want you to understand the full picture of me,
every jaunty angle and degree.
Later on, I don’t desire to fear that you didn’t have a clear picture of the complexity I hug.
Even though there is simplicity embroidered in my bedroom rug.
Skim the newspaper headlines of my thoughts and comment when you wish.
Years down the road, I just don’t want you to think of me as a catfish.
About the Creator
Rowan Finley
Father. Academic Advisor. Musician. Writer. My real name is Jesse Balogh.
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