I no longer have an attachment to question marks.
i have unhooked them from my sleeve,
released them from my pen.
and wish to leave them behind a locked door
where no one can see them shaking...
one more obstinate obstacle that
He will no longer avoid when
it won't stop appearing in front of him - but
he's got a knack with ignoring that
i am beginning to appreciate because
it leaves me lonely just long enough,
just as often as i need
and it speeds up the pace of my feet
and
i've got to keep up
stay down
watch out and
remember not to yell