POEMS


Brokenness

I grimaced and averted my eyes…it’s hard to see someone that recently broke up with you, let alone be in the same room…

I’m broke…not necessarily my purse, it’s my heart that feels lean…my breathing is labored in a temporary state of brokenness…

My son’s was in an awful car wreck…his car was totaled…he broke his wrist
My dog has canine vertigo….and now walks with a tilted head…two days later, after he fell, he’s been diagnosed with bone marrow cancer…he now hobbles on three…his left hind is broke

My bank sent me a letter advising me my equity line’s been halted…property value fallen, debt ration too high…you’re broke they say

My daughter seems broke, her life spinning a bit…high school grad with nothing concrete on the books…talk of Pierce, Moorpark…talk, talk, talk...but no walk

There was a big earthquake…nothing broke, but it felt like it could…we got under our second story desks

Our bank accounts are low, $’s go out quicker than they come in with small businesses…we got two…we feel broke

Our sex life is broke…my wife parry menopausal…she’s always hot…not sexy hot, but put the air conditioner on hot…don’t touch me hot, don’t look at me hot…

My night is broke, no sex, no rest…I cannot sleep well with the AC on

Brokenness, Brokenness, Brokenness…I imagine the Buddhist Monk would say “Brokenness can only occur when one tries to hold “IT” together, and can’t”…

I guess I’ll fall apart and surrender…humpty dumpty style