today I am too full of
fear anxiety anger assumption
they sit at the helm awaiting my attention in such a way that
a poem finds no room to enter
I’ve told them to go
done what is prescribed and yes they have
stepped aside
a bit
know better and enough and all is well have been let in the room too
this is perhaps enough for today
even if a poem doesn’t come
at least space has been given to entertain companions
beyond the olds who I used to believe
were my friends