i dare not go

Lined up my books
on the shelf in a row.
I store all my texts -
the ones I agree with
and the ones I don't.

Lined up my thoughts
from normal to sane
and right to left down
where the watermelons grow.

I dare not go.

Lined up my family
like ducks in a row
bound and gagged
til soldiers came
and misaligned us.

Lined up my soul
that I sold to the devil
with souls of other men who
took their patience and
traded it for hard cash.