03/19/20 JD
What’s one to do when the world takes a turn?
Don’t ask me,
I’m always spinning;
light looks like dark,
poison like medicine,
an old convict,
like the shell of a cage,
and truth,
like secrets
a large alien creature with rigatoni on its tongue
does
not
want
to share.
But have you seen my heart?
it’s large and its vulnerable,
beating with constant recollection.
Shhhh… don’t tell anyone,
But sometimes it plays music