The Cake, The Circus, The Cut
The Cake
What do you want?
I already know.
You’re trying to #%!@ and eat it, too.
You’re trying to have your cake and eat it, too.
Kate and Edith, too.
Both of us,
Have two.
Because you don’t want to have to
Choose.
You’d rather me hop out
of the equation so you don’t have to opt out.
The cop out.
The Circus
You’re juggling too many and I don’t wanna be part of the circus.
It’s not worth it.
I’m trying to be on the trapeze.
Not on the same level or surface,
with some clowns.
I’m above this;
too skilled to be a sideshow performance.
The Cut
I like him and
he likes me
but he likes she
and she’s in deep
Definitely seems
he’s in between
and there’s more lean
toward her versus me
So there’s no we
and no waiting
Though it stings
and it stinks
I can’t have strings
attached so
I have to detach
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I love the tone of this poem and the way you build a rhythm with your enjambment and varied line lenths. Plus, the “Kate and Edith, too” wordplay.
Nice!!!