Weird Poetry

Would I trade myself in

To get back the other me

And all the people who once came along

With her?

No matter how solitary I’ve become

I won’t be indulging in any trade-backs

Or games of tradesies.

What’s done is done.

You can’t unchange the changes,

Or unsay anything once said.

You can’t really unswallow a pill;

But you can choke down all the charcoal

And try though….




*** The pill reference is not a “red pill” reference. ***