Worry drives affection away

Impermanence emphasized by the too-loud clicking clock in this hotel

What’s the use of a moon if you can’t think of someone else
Seeing the same one?

What’s the use of worry when you don’t know how to fix this?

Worry drives despair away

Nauseous and restless

Trying to remember how we talked differently a month ago

How (if?) I could go back to being someone you could want

Follow the script of “before” (has anything changed?)

And why can’t I be good enough

To command attention

Deserve love

Write good poetry

Make art that means something

All not for me, but to display as proof that I am someone

Or could be, please, to you