never been good in crowds

never been good in crowds
didn't  have the feel for that 
collective rush
felt more like...
dying
to tell the
truth
 
I recall once
an icy cold 
winters day
the kids huddled
round the
schools front door
trying to
get out of 
the bitter winds
 
the door is locked I
have no idea what the
adults were thinking 
maybe they 
we're in their
own crowd
unaware
it was the coldest day
of the year
 
what I remember was
the kids knocking
pounding kicking
at the door
pressing
straining in
as one
 
let us in
someone said
immediately
others joined the
chorus yeah 
let us 
in
 
then someone shouted
we don't need no
and unorchestrated the
crowd 
took up the re-frain 
education
that was it the
spark that started the
transformation
 
me I 
didn't know the 
song not
back then 
anyway but my body
has never forgotten 
hey there teacher's leave 
those kids
alone
 
never been the same since
feeling the press the
weight of the masses of
parka'd bodies
synchronizing according to
some unknown 
harmony
a terrifying unity of
dissent 
 
and here at the
top of the
world you
tell me you want
t(w)o feel
needed and I feel
it again that old
tightening of the
chest
 
I love you I
want you but
there ain't no
way I'm 
ever gonna let
myself need
you I('ve)
been working 
all my life to
not lose my-
self again
 
so here we
are at this
stand-off both 
with our uncompromable
compromises
backs up
against the wall 
of our
necessity as 
it were 
 
a candle 
between us a
fire 
in the hearth against
the winters
wrath the
human con-
dition I 
guess
 
I lift my
glass t(w)o the
too of us
on this the
coldest night
of the
year
 
View karlmcallister's Full Portfolio