Stew

Onion peeling
Anxious feeling
Friends revealing
Waxy sealing

Ever tangle
Jingle jangle
Keys that dangle
Work hands mangled

I lament this
Achy separateness
Tight regret fist
Slow goodbye kiss

Drift away
From Memory Bay
Can’t seem to say
What fears allay

A prickly sting
A fraying string
A papery wing
A hollow ring

No one listens
Speakers hissing
Something's missing
The craft is christened.

So long, your cruise.
It’s what you choose,
Then lit the fuse
To a purple bruise.


6/18/21