waterlogged august - issue 2 - january in a jar

january in a jar
 
come in,
 
unload
down
into
the couch
 
put your feet up
 
slide out of your coat and let this all out—
 
little bits of bark, of ash, of stone.
 
time alone
is hard to come by
 
when                            you explain how it hurts 
 
 
the antidote,
i’m afraid, is made of both dreams and lies
 
 
all the ____s    you haven’t met                                     (yet)
 
 
no such synonym for this, exists
 
 
 
considering we’ve just met        plus 
                                                            there’s all our history to consider.
 
 
 
break from winter;
take my hand
 
 
it’s either proximity or debt
  so try and not strain yourself on the guesswork.