Arrested by the Frenzy

To be arrested again and again
by the frenzy of life is inevitable.

I am captured by the seductions
of my senses at every moment.

The pain and glory and boredom
of every breath holds me in thrall.

These exist at the edges of who I am,
the boundaries of my skin.

Inside me is a room of silence
where all storms go calm at a whisper.