Being Shallow

Reaching down into the depths of my being, finding out how shallow I really am, nothing gets past my barrier - nothing ever gets close to me. When I feel, I do it intellectually through my mind to keep it from hurting my being. Sounding out certain thoughts on life, different views become vivid and dance within the center of my mind like seashells upon a sandy shore. Sometimes bending over, picking up a special one that catches my eye, holding it close, bringing it with me fast, so as not to touch it much, and have it turn to dust.