Compass Concern

The needle quivers
And changes direction
When my anxieties
Shift to another focus
And so if I can steer
My fears to the direction
Of joy
Of desire
Of satisfaction
Then I can point myself
On the road I'd rather tread
Instead of con
Tin
U
Ous
Response
To the stimulation
Of the environment
And should I like to believe
That free will conceit
Then I must find a way
To direct myself
In a direction I choose
By somehow selecting
To be exposed to the exact
Right
Frights