I Am Not the Jealous Type but It Still Strikes Me

by on September 21, 2022 :: 0 comments

I take my lunch to work in a plastic bag
marked from the local liquor store
In a hurry, I don’t notice
but someone does and
I start thinking about the dead bird
I passed walking to work that day
I named it Lucky and now, it’s
singing to me in surround sound
Harder to focus
on the small talk-sword in my stomach

I’m nowhere and
Lucky is everywhere

– Casey Renee Kiser

editors note:

Paper or plastic; it takes some luck to stab your way out. – mh clay

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