Joins

This is not about me
but it should be
because
who else could see
the reconnect.

I am traveling light.
‘Come to bed eyes’
heavy with sleep.

Here
you can’t find me
and it’s no
never mind
because he
is a lost cause.

Crisis?

stick your head in the sand and it all goes away for today,
tomorrow, be blue because whatever you do
it is never enough for the stuffed shirt brigade.

Laid back?
if I was laid back anymore they’d be laying me under the patio they’re laying next door.

Oaths,
she swore I swore, I swear.

to no one
and
this is not about me.

© 2019, John Smallshaw.