Buzz
Adjust time on your clock
To the buzz between your ears
Fitting the wait
On your chest
Agonize the illusion of innocence
Find the ghost of a perfect stranger
To tell you what the buzz in your ear
Has not already
Deal with it
The treasure of words
Define what matters
Digest the food
Still
On your plate before your stomach turns
Sit with your feet stretched
Comfortably beneath
The wait on your chest
Watch as your father
Kills himself
Slower than his father before him
Though they still die the same death
Believe
As much as you would like
That everything is as it should be
Life’s little quirks
Learn
That you will never feel what it is
To be free
Of the wait on your chest
