The ‘go bleep yourself’ slips
so easily
Out
My manner is steel—titanium
burning white
I care no more
Despite
Family/ friend/ stranger
at night/ at day/ in dreams
I care not one iota
About
your plight
I fought so long
I strive for ease
To come and lay
up on—I cease
My brow it suffers
naught
a bit, I care less
Minus this
plus that
A raging brook
a gentle stream
of doubt
does not linger
or wreck me out
I care no more
so fine it is
The rocking horse
and whirly wiz
From childhood to
this remiss
I don’t give,
So—fess up please
or
You can leave
me
a shadow/ a nod/ a blessed
whatever it is
The leathered
black-verses
you grip
Causes unknown
but for sure you do
fire that mouth/ your lips
anyhow—
Know one’s home
No care here
the show is over
I have not time
to riddle about
your blinded
faith
This is me/ see Me now
if you care
to drop the crap
perhaps I’ll stop
and give a care
Otherwise—
care has left
it seems,
perhaps for good.
©Jay Mora-Shihadeh
revised 12-7-21
