I feel my heart muscles,
Tense
And my jaw,
Clenched
That was decaf, really?
I’m wired, tired, sure-fired to publish this
BTW,
Did I disappoint you? Unlist
Unfriend
Reprimand
Except, the guilt slinging is so satisfying
I’d rather keep condemning and shaming
Unrelenting framing of this misbehaving
I.e. changing
Reminding me of old times
So many stains strain, these pressuring lines
A moving, a tent,
A meeting, plus rent.
So, perhaps a slight provocation: just begetting
The lonely universe
Poised and forgetting
Twirling past unrehearsed
The rusted moon and fused tomb,
Her ashes skating
Beside the spinning loom
Much ado about letting
Go.
