Work in Progress Wednesday! Here is a first go around of a new poem. This would be part of Cutting "Lexapro with a Pizza Cutter" and not Love is a Donkey. I feel like this might have been in response to someone's poem. I need to go back through what I read recently and check. The spacing might be what ends up being changed.
dad poem no. 1
i sit up
some mornings,
the darkness
still a blanket
around me.
these mornings,
i wonder if
you let your legs
hang there,
stuck,
in the silence
we created
unknowingly.