Despicable Signs

Common signs return

Shaking and nausea and everything I despise

Enough was one tear

No need to shed them all

Keep them overnight and hope they hold your

hand beneath the covers

I’m growing sick of the desperation on my tongue

But this I’ve said before

None of my words are new to you

Ruminating thoughts taking breath in my feet

Common signs that I ignore

Avoid them

Depart in time they will

Make something of your grief

I know writing helps

Beginning I am to think there is a mismatched

label upon those deformities

She does not comfort me but this is to be expected

Avoid her

Soon she will depart with these signs

Without filter or the brush of my tongue I can

say without doubt—

I hate myself for the actions cast

when the moon reached her peak

— ODH