Aggrieved am I inside and out
Spread of my body or a part of it
Heap of tragic anecdotes
Difficult to miss in the crowd
In my own face in the glass.
Pressed am I inside and out
Promise of my own lies in hand
Rigors of formal celebration
System of play and differences
Sniffing the good things.
Forlorn am I inside and out
A transgression framing and exhibiting
Ordinary light of the day
Till the sun break down in the twilight
At elbow and folded hands.
Frustrated am I inside and out
Hollow face and rattling throat
A perpetual motion
A wide-open exuberance
Missing everything here.
Sick am I inside and out
Always lurking in the shadow
Death the inevitable event
Sits on the shoulder
A terrible moment of silence.
