Settle down

Find a stable job (8-9 hours per day)
then go back to my wife,
kiss her forehead, her cheeks, her lips–
while saying to myself
“This is not me, I don’t belong here!”



Here it comes again that time of year that time, when the air i breath, turns weird that time,  when the words i usually use lose their strength, their feel they start to vanish leaving me, leaving me here! That time, when i feel weak, incomplete like i’m missing a limb or another part of…