Pontius Co-Pilot
I could no longer bear the weight you brought to each conversation
My strained muscles weren’t always overused and full of lactic acid
Lengthy treks through your trauma without respite will do that
The fire began as an unnoticeable ember
your misery fed with each exhale
Smoke surrounded us and I couldn’t see through it
see through you(?)
and I failed to heed the crackling tinder’s warning in my grip
The tears in my eyes I mistook for golden glitter of those
childhood rules about friendship and treating others as
you want to be treated
The tiny saline drops couldn’t stop the wildfires spreading through my body
I collapsed beneath the burden when I should have sent an S.O.S.
and I still don’t know if it’s fair to name you Pontius co-pilot for
the crash I feel from the flight of my broken promise to stay
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Very cool title that offers a way into the poem. I like “wildfires spreading through my body.” I also like your ending,
Thank you! I’ve had that title written down for a few years. It finally made its way into a piece of writing. Thank you for reading. I’m glad you liked it.
Hilarious title. Can you add some handwashing and the question “what is truth?”
Glad you like it! I’ve had that title on the backburner for years!
I had the word “execute” in there for a little, but I thought it would take away from the Pilot/Pilate shift.
I love the title. I haven’t even read the poem. I just had to tell you that first.
I love that ending too
Oh, wow! Thank you. 💜 I’ve had the title kickin’ around for years. Yesterday was the day it found its place on the page.
Agree with all.
And the fire imagery/extended metaphor works subtly and well
Thanks, Joseph!