like his striped necktie after
a long evening of brusque
goodbyes. He hangs it up
in his skeleton closet with shirts
and pants. And rants of
greener days when bread was
thick and honey glaze. Like his
shoelaces loose, untied
he kicked off and tossed
aside. Like a seatbelt unbuckled
after the ride he jumped out
on the fly. Like a rusty hinge
he does not hold. She wore him
down. Now he's too old. The nest
he built fell apart, piece by
piece, **** by ****
May 6
May 6, 2026 at 7:01 AM UTC
like his striped necktie after
a long evening of brusque
goodbyes. He hangs it up
in his skeleton closet with shirts
and pants. And rants of
greener days when bread was
thick and honey glaze. Like his
shoelaces loose, untied
he kicked off and tossed
aside. Like a seatbelt unbuckled
after the ride he jumped out
on the fly. Like a rusty hinge
he does not hold. She wore him
down. Now he's too old. The nest
he built fell apart, piece by
piece, **** by ****
