Intensely wary today.
Not about love, per se.
Just about everything else though.
It almost feels like
“BE wary, then!” as in “Fine! Be that way!”
Because there’s no eliminating the wary.
Last night today the day before and so on
I felt a nasty storm was coming. I didn’t know what direction
It was going to blow in from
But I could feel it threatening,
Tightening up joints
Squeezing the air
Darkening the skies.
I know the wary
Does me no good –
It only pulls my body in to tight places
Stuffing it into corners – but I suppose
From my wariness today
I’ll be glad if the storm comes.