This pretense of casual disinterest – Verse Us (Poems by Me)
For me a dress shirt
Is a collar;
A noose of sized fabric
Carrying in it the smell of burned and discomforted skin.
Some ancient karma and
nucleotide directives colluded
in raising this aversion.
Behind this pretense of casual disinterest,
Sits an ocean of anxiety
Circumambulating my larynx.
An ocean into which I might one day
Fully in peace.
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Dialectic Two Step, Modern Koans, Verse Us, Say What?, and Minute Meditations all copyright Andrew Furst