Pity

Deep attraction
Satisfaction
Liquefaction
Slippery action

Wandering lonely,
One and one, only.
Weeping discretely,
Nice and right, neatly.

Day to day
In tuneful disarray.
Achey dismay.
Tendering filet,

Covered in crumbs,
Floury, numb.
Internal hum
Pitted aplomb.

Don’t look at me
And see misery.
Rather a tree,
Breathing the sea.

Wide open palms
Grasping for alms
From those that would give,
Confused how I live.

I somehow get by.
A wandering eye,
A soft, tempered sigh,
And always with why

On my ventricle lips.
Yet, still these backflips
To dazzle the city.
A dreary, lifeless pity.


12/7/21