.
For me a dress shirt
Is a collar;
A noose of sized fabric
Carrying in it the smell of burned and discomforted skin.
Some ancient karma and
nucleotide directives colluded
in raising this aversion.
Behind this pretense of casual disinterest,
Sits an ocean of anxiety
Circumambulating my larynx.
An ocean into which I might one day
surrender
Fully in peace.
Verse Us - Poems I write: haiku, senryu, mesostics, free verse, random word constructions, I might even use rhyme or meter once and a while.
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Published on June 12, 2016 06:30