statue

sick and tired of feelings
I want to curl up
next to my ambivalence
and be
for one shocking moment
intensely serene
forgetting that I ever cared
forgetting I ever pained
never wasting a thought
on anyone
anything but the last drop
of humanity
sliding down
like a medication
a prayer choked on
sobs that never left the chest
I hate my anger
I fear my horror
I mourn my sadness
and I know nothing more
perfection