You're Trying to be a Martha in a Mary World
This is no “mirror talk”
It’s a eulogy in the making
And your indecision towards everything about me is record-breaking
It’s as infinite as a galaxy but not nearly as pretty
Well everything I could want, is here with me now
Everything I could need, I’m working for right now
Well everything I could’ve needed from you
Has tasted the needle and watched it’s veins turn neon green
Already gone and foaming at the seams
At least one of my manifestations deserves to rest in peace
I’m reaiming my punch at the wall clock and not the timecard
Through the shards, I rip out the smaller hand and admire this blade I’m now wielding
And all this time I’m now saving
No “higher ups” could hear me bleeding and aching through the ticks of a nine to five
but per their message of relief, take it a minute at a time and we’ll be fine
While I’m holding this fate-crusher in my palm,
I might as well cross a few names off my list
You may see this as a fight, not even working taking
But my whole life has been an open vein and all I’ve ever done is subsist
This is no pep rally,
It’s a eulogy in the making
Copyright © Matthew Bailey | Year Posted 2023
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