CALL ME BELOVED

I got stuck up in my yesterdays
and the crows caught me, again.
They cackle up in tree canopies
casting shadows over my front door –
look at this asshole. It’s today!
ha, ha, ha, ha –

but oh, how yesterdays trouble me –
little bits of lunch caught between teeth
your tongue just can’t leave alone, those
problems that can be, must be solved,
closure you can literally almost taste –

but the wind sweeps the bags out
from my fingers, the crows watch
and they laugh and they laugh,
Careless! Careless!
Leave some for me –
ha, ha, ha