my poetry performance today
may be abbreviated
you might spot something odd
in the way I dance
like a stiff imposter
some residue of original
a sweet but slightly irritating
mimic of commitment
or maybe in my words
there’ll be a pregnancy of lost wit
bloated with nonsense
or unflavored perceptions
you’ve all had this experience
and know how it ends
more swelling
before the water breaks
and the birth of twins
a pair of overdue feelings
desperate to speak out