I feel like exploding

Free Verse ReVolution

I didn’t wake up
today planning
to explode;

it actually started on
a pleasant note,
just
octaves below a rude
awakening.

Rose-tinted messes of my
own making
must have dressed themselves
today, because
every colour’s just entrails
of another.

Had I anticipated
naked
revelations in
empty raisin
boxes where my
conscience keeps its
counsel,

then
mouthfuls of
teeth might have not gone
unchecked
like mortars
guarding borders between
two nervous
friends.

But retrospect is nothing if
fucking
strangers in the dark;
hiding your face in
a foreign grace even as it’s
chipping at your
heart.

And if this
wrinkled shirt of
daydreams was looking for
the weakest seam all
along,

we should promise to
meet at
the nearest shoulder.

Alas, the romantic
in me is al-
ready gone.

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