I don’t often write these things with line breaks and I think part of the reason why is that it’s kind of difficult to work with poetry using WordPress’ auto-formatting. It gets a bit tedious to hit “Ctrl+Enter” after every single line to make them all single spaced. Of course, I’m entirely willing to accept that maybe I just don’t know what I’m doing most of the time here.
Even more, however, I think line-breaking is an art that I don’t have much natural instinct for, and one on which I haven’t spent much time practicing, to boot.
Still, it’s good to try new things from time to time, especially if those things make you uncomfortable in some way. We’ll see if it works or not…
I don’t drift toward sleep, I careen,
face down, near-drowning, one drop away
from dripping wet with sweat upon dreams of sweat
through set jaw grinding teeth, never fearful
of the draft directed my way—it’s my say
this time, Baba, and always, now,
I’ll take whatever pain may come
of my box fan braggadocio—
lidded and lagging, I see that
I don’t know what it means to slumber
free and easy, to come up and out on the daylit side
without fits and groans, without needing
to peel skin and bones from saturated sheets
that won’t quite dry today, will be stone-cold tonight
with the memories of struggle and signs
of hot and ragged, muzzled breaths raging, rising
to press up against me, even as I so desperately fall.
All you have to do it shout it out…