And I
tire easily
of tiring easily

so sarcastic
this broken
strength
it sticks

and i
lower myself
to letters
and leans
on you

oh you
you don't
don't
just

see in here
curtain pulled aside
silhouette
of what you want

inked on a cell
negated into existence
pardon this reach

it's just a netting
of new things
against
old

called progress
in a direction
called inevitable
sideways
when we care
enuf to look up
wetly

and see u
reading
*****

Copyright@2019 Dennis Willis