I wanted to, tried…
after her word I can’t, not that it is wrong
its just people get involved. Like curses,
like needles in stomaches, a hint.
All those people causing hatred, pushing
it on you for years, blaming you for nothing.
They look you calmly in the eye, don’t they.
You can have what you want, it is fine.
What do you want though, just this time
where your hand plays the games of night,
taking magic into palms like some seed.
You don’t have greed, you have thoughts.
Wake up and start a morning clear
of so many sips and puffs. Forget the hands
on the crutches, slap that frown down and smile.
You can have me for a while!