I am not honest when I write.
Well, yes, when I write, it is honest.
But it is what I do not write about that
Things I do not write about:
Fungus/ Dissatisfaction/ Sloth/
Decline/ Shame/ Anxiety/ Cowardice
The reader would never know,
Nor does the acquaintance, the friend, even the partner-
Who knows then? The old cat? The vacuum cleaner
as it sucks up old skin and detritus? Do I know?
In my writing I am looking up at the sky,
While I sink.