Poetic mistimings

Losing my beat

Mis-pacing myself

The misplaced confidence of my

heart in my hand

 

oh so squishy and red

 

my Head now in the sand

gathering its sandy grains

 

under-nuanced words

unpronounceable

against my sticking palate

garbled under my pendulum tonsils

lines unpunctuated

breathless

 

further and further from myself

 

this poem draws me out.