stew

Onion peeling.
Anxious feeling.
Friends revealing.
Waxy sealing.

Ever tangle.
Jingle jangle.
Keys that dangle.
Locked hands mangled.

I lament this
Achy separateness.
Tight regret fist holds
A 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.
Voyage christened.

So it goes.
What you chose
Lit the fuse
To a holy bruise.


6/18/21​