Thomas Tenzin

Why I Can't

I can't just stop

the air keeps
moving
whispering

to flow
with it

stream constantly
why rest

when there is
always
somewhere to go

*

I can't just
be whole

crystals touch
my tongue

burn my body
from the heart

constricts my
lungs
consume my
muscles

purge away
more than I

can afford
to think

*

I can't just rise

from my puddle
of bedsheets

clouds could not
strike with
enough lightning
to resuscitate me

I keep walking
with the pangs
of homesick

towards wherever
home is


Thomas Tenzin is a first-year student in the College of Arts and Science at Boston University. His works appear in two different editions of The Wayfarer. When he isn't writing poetry he can be found lying on the floor in assorted locations and listening to podcasts.