nothing concluded 22

done it again

let too many people
come in
always ends up
slicing somehow

medicine man
one said
can’t find the cure
for this inner
pain
 
this awkwardness
this awkward-mess
who will have the patience
it will take
nothing concluded
 
sometimes
implosion is the idea
or light bulb above the brain
not destruction
reconstruction
 
even when far
enough from the situation
somehow pulled into
the middle
nothing concluded
 
hearing ear silent
with open arms
no critic of mine
is tougher
than the one in the glass
 
in a palpable cloud
right about now
don’t quite know how
to expel this fog
nothing concluded
 
tears and lies
no need to deal with either
only needed the ears
to hear and offered the same
not selfish as is said
 
too tired to continue
or is it all done
one or the other
smoke billows out
mouth and nose. . .