let me down again

wise angel, where did you go?

i'm doing things i don't wanna.

was this what they meant by

following your passion? who

pitted these bananas inadvertently
against each other? my tongue
blooms fuzzy. forlorning. fast

afraid of what it might take

to unspool someone else's

song. what privacy waits

gathered in someone else's

arms? uncomfortable offering

and reimagining of second
& third senses. relentless
milling of teeth and slack
jaw jutting inward. second

cup of coffee. caring,
as in capitulating.