Redeeming fixes

Acceptance of something, anything really, through opiates, perhaps being too fussy myself of others faults? Just an emotion of sorts..

You break it so you can fix it

To perfect it,

to help yourself,

help yourself feel like you've done something

Little things, little fixes that you can cure

right now.

I check you like a wrist watch that hangs on my skin

You're so fussy.

I'd like to break things for you, to bust up your kitchen plates

and stomp around with your temper

just so you could see

My teeth break the time-seal, I swallow

and smile at you to say “good job”

just like yesterday

Reviews

[James William Dyer]

It's great, maybe you should include something about the wrist, siince you wear a watch on your wrist, and a wrist is where the important nexus of life's veins are, your lifeblood, and it is where people inflict the worst wounds when they criticize.....and that's where you should twist the poem, in my opinion, at the end, towards criticism of the self.

[JacqMarie]

I wanna say how I always am too quick to find fault, and I do! and then I ignore it until it bubble over yet i dull myself down enough to just go along with it all til one day I just disappear but thats not easy to write pretty

[JacqMarie]

the ending comes on too fast, it needs something more. another quick write..