Poem: Resign

 

Resign

 

what could be more desperate

than a belt around the neck,

and the subzero of goodbyes,

and the failure, if someone cared.

 

it couldn’t just go on and on,

waiting for a slip,

and the unstoppable sense

that one is being sucked down,

swirled to drain away,

beneath a basin of daily rituals.

 

as if we even know what we are,

or why these roles, or the nature of the game. 

trite jangles on a gamut of nerves,

far more numerous than piano strings.

 

love,

it sprints at full thigh,

but must leap, more than once,

the monster’s ditch,

and hence it loses, one by one,

its petal-like toes.

 

far too much keeps going on,

below the cheap magnetic shells,

down here in the nucleus.

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3/13/23 ... "know" replaces "knew"  "are" replaces "were"

10/1/22    "the" replaces "a"