“You be heavy in my mind 
Can you get the heck out?” 

            

            

 My conscious weighs a ton- your presence… invisible, 

But your physical, so describable 

A mountain that moved 

In – no need to address the wear and tear 

drops that have fallen 

when you were away from me 

Meaningless unless you have more to say 

My location always a moor for you to stay 

Could never be a stainless steel 

Reason it hurts like knives that scoff at margarine 

Margin for error lost so I never cross the 

Lines have never been drawn, but I know where they all 

Go.ing to new places for information was never in the cards 

Business- hard, but I stay with you like loyal 

Though I am told I can never be loyal to any 

Things are always what they seem 

Until a new crease emerges. 

 

 

©JosephThomas2021