Blight

Updated: Mar 27, 2018

it carries like influenza

this fatigue

asking and realizing

the pointlessness

the uselessness

mine, infested

by self-satisfied

reliance on a

structural integrity

at the cost

of my own

I couldn’t build this chair if I wanted to—

an aggregate of accolades

and other flotsam

how was I made useless?

maybe I blame

my parents

I’ve even sat in this chair before,

and still I could not build it.

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