Blue
funny
what you
let go of
what you keep
pass a mirror
clothed
hum a song
you don’t know
forget your dog
will die
think a thousand
Christmases are yours
close the closet door
until you can’t
pick up the petals
to put where
lie quiet on your bed
thinking far ahead
autopilot
blah, blah, blah
and the fan is turning
particles everywhere
and your body is changing
form
and your heart quickens
less and less
small talk
weighs you down
wish they were
wish they weren’t
shop, mop, chop, drop
turn a page
stare at the day
head on a pillow
no need for a pill
carrots over fries
skip the salt
fast-forward commercials
rewind
and every time
something fades
or falls
or frays
or folds
some part
of you
does, too
funny
what you
let go of
what you keep
TL