January 20, 2024Poem

Take it back

citytimemortality

Take it back

Call it in

Bring an end to it

Pull the plug

Wrap it up

Tie it in knots

Weigh it down

Fill your boots

With concrete

Let them sink

Deep down

Into the deep

It is nothing

To get hung up over

We are all

Full of it

Everything that is anything

Is a little frayed at the end

We make of life

A noose

Hung out to dry.

Every time

We say goodbye

Another piece is

Chipped away

Sliced off

Flaked

Powdered

Crushed

Dusted.

Micro splintered

Shards of life

Glitter briefly

Splutter

Gutter

To be

Finally

Snuffed

Right out

Every time

I think of you

I am revealed

Unhealed

It is time

To remove the stitches