Takes little to break.
Right now; I am broken blade of grass,
that floating cotton thing you wish on when caught.
A castle from a deck of cards. Give me an eddy.
I’m swept; it takes little to be blown away.
the load that i bear is lightened
I am a loose compound of loose molecules with
uneven atomic charges that won’t hold. When
stuffed to a beaker of sorts. Turn on the heat
and watch. It takes little to break me down.
defences are compromised
Later on; I am a jumper on a ledge. A stopped
car on green. Opposites in heat, on a bed come
night time. At thumbtack on styro. All it
takes is a little push, to go all the way.
a little nudge that is all…
I am wheel. A cabbie flagged on the wrong side.
A car on a one way street. The prodigal son
refused. A lover denied access. Major’s blowing
the whistle. It won’t take much to turn around.
though I still try to resist
Don’t be nice, it’s not much to be mean. Lesser
still to frown… and it’s easier to be angry.
I’d rather you do all those things I hate.
Since right now; or later on, I’m easy to break.