Control
Catherine Titus
it is human nature to stand in the middle of a thing,
but you cannot stand in the middle of this;
–Marianne Moore, A Grave, (1921)
Everything I’ve tried to control I lost.
Inflammatory; my fingers leave behind questions that don’t require answers.
I see futures before they happen.
If they stray the path I have chosen, my fist will contort around it.
Un-contorting to let it go has always been hard.
I could suffocate even the things without breath.
I cannot stand in the middle of us; I cannot stand in the middle of myself.
I dug our grave long before we were ready to die.
Catherine Titus / Poet / Caffeinated / Bad at Twitter
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