Bad Egg

You were a good egg.
You were waking me up.
"The Awakening."

A Beautiful Thing
this idea of slow.

But our long hugs
were too fast.

And it's bad to take advantage of people.
And That's not how slow works.

Funk.

The pressure is more down here.
I try to be mysterious.
Constant analysis slows slanted conversations.

I have good questions
but I don't care to listen to you.
I feel a certain way.

"You're going to have to let go," I say.
Soon I forget what you look like
And I breathe relief.