Insensitive

Another day wasted
And I can't take it
And I hate it

What do you want me say?
What do you want me to rattle off?
All of these empty words add up to some brittle sentence
not worthy of the language I forged it from

Is that what you want?
Breathless gasps from the other end of the line?
Noise from the my throat of language trying to escape?
A haunting desire to keep the clothes on

What am I supposed to feel?
I am the shoelace around the powerline
Holding on to whatever weather slips through
Someday I will tear. I will tear

Thank you.

Tugboats pulling my heart by its strings into the harbor of heartbreak
As the waves crash through the intersection

Insensitive.
Guarded.
No.
Just ignorant.

Blinded by the experience of freedom.
Birthright.

Another day wasted.
And I hate it.