Unsensible

I no longer wish to be sensible

To tuck in my wild edges

Or explain my joy

Sensible is beige

And boring

Let me be Unsensible

A little off-beat

A little too-much

A little bit unpredictable

Let me cry in public

Let me wear colour when the world feels grey

Let me rest when it makes no sense

Keep your 10-year plan

I won’t shrink to fit a reasonable life

I won’t edit my softness 

Or sterilise my longing

So please don’t ask me to be tidy

Or timed

Or well behaved 

I am here to live loudly

Messily 

Gloriously 

Utterly alive

With my heart in full bloom

Let me be 

Unsensible

By Tanya Cameron