My latest original five-line poem. I tried to do this poem yesterday (after an idea came to me) and I couldn’t get it it to work. I like it now.
The Woman Around My Throat
you’re the coat I can’t take off; the buttons I’m
incapable — unwilling — to navigate.
instead, I choke, choke on the pain of you
around my throat, thinking what it would be like
to unspool you to my feet.