Shut
down but never up (a poem)
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It is a grand setup for a joke
That I used to hide in closets
But the fear needed no metaphors
Safety sought in containment
.
The debtor and the ex and the
Disappointing daughter and the
one who fucked up all shut in together
Practiced caterpillar chronic tongue in the language of
Never being enough
And so hungry for love
.
And religious in my discipline
I barrel forward to each new day’s beginning
Stare straight ahead
Tethered to deadlines and
Every next thing and next thing and next thing
.
And the card once again jeers
I n s u f f i c i e n t f u n d s
so I pull
My belt tighter and tighter
And now I cry every time I come
.
Raw and full of wrongs
I rot as I thaw
While I
Wring the rags out to the last half a drop
Used up to uselessness turned weak and putrid
.
Because if I
Just admit how much I miss you
There’s no telling
How they’ll put me back together again
.
.
.

