Polar Bi

Written By: Anonymous

God! I feel free today – as
free as the sails
on the fake windmill
in the backyard

But I’m fearful of
those liberal finger shakers
who demand we give them
four more years – they
say they’ve served so well
senatorially and as a vice
to the president while we
were outcasts who lived
always for our first
and second selves only

Yet, today I’m remembering
a great writer who said it’s
a great sin to waste the
ability to creatively use words;
and as military conflicts rage
far from home, I’m also
recalling how another writer
said that although he didn’t
live constrained by the dictates
of repressive and/or
murderous regimes, their
tyranny didn’t fool him

So today I’m thinking of
how we attempt to successfully
navigate in waters where
many persons, places, and things
place shipwrecks to stymie our
daily advancements – only punch in
to the sameness of every day they
say, and then punch out to the
blandness of night – time passing by

But I think we possess the
proverbial “Get Out Of Jail Free”
card; so we’ll play it now, and now
it’s offering such a clear mental
portrait of great influencers who
once, long ago when we were already
questioning what they sought,
convinced us that they knew
what they were seeking

And I think they’d learned
lessons from past generations’
world wars, and now thought
they’d be able to stop future
military catastrophes

But now naysayers are saying
that our daydreams of past days
are rendering us dissociative,
and others greater than us are
whispering of our possible identity
disorders – and some say ours is
manic depression – to have unusual
changes in mood, energy and concentration

Thus, let’s nominate this as our
present day mission: We’ll attempt
a disassociation from all supposed
psychological trends, and, we’ll
call ourselves “Me And Only I”

And, we’ll seek to comprehend
how each individual
carries on while yet in
temporal years – yes – that should
be our objective, though we’ll
pretend a keener interest in
the bipolar – it makes a
better poem title

And, let’s suppose, though
we know not for certain,
that one would try
to emphasize one’s favored side,
while attenuation would be
sought for the other, yet,
of course, we also can’t
say that for certain

But we can say instead
that it appears as though
on certain days some of
the forms contained (restrained)
within one corpse must admit
that serious or comedic
reliefs don’t always relieve,
and then one needs
(maybe?) to look at
one’s directions differently

So, let’s look across
all the poles we possess, and
let’s find the always fleeting
“new way to live,” although,
of course, like before, we’ll
again only use a new way when
we feel like we want to, or
when we feel we need to

And, yet, if we really feel
mandated by observable change,
probably we should conduct ourselves
more sullenly then, and
less inquisitively, and,
most likely, we should then
allow those who, in our
knowledge, act ill-advisedly,
to continue on in their
newly considered satisfactory
unsatisfactory styles

Because surely someday they’ll
realize that styles are
the superficialities which try
to conceal the several
personal wars raging simultaneously
within – from which numerous battles
ensue, and then spark
multiple skirmishers always destined
to consolidate into one
engrossing inferno

But most people know
that when Misters
and Misses X and Why
say they’re bi, they
often speak of polarity,
not sexuality – not that those
who exhibit more than one pole
couldn’t or wouldn’t wish
to perform in (or on) diverse
stages of attraction