HAVE I LOST THE ABILITY TO CARE ANYMORE? #poetry by jay

The ‘go bleep yourself’ slips 

so easily 

Out

My manner is steel—titanium 

burning white

I care no more 

Despite

Family/ friend/ stranger 

at night/ at day/ in dreams

I care not one iota

About

your plight

I fought so long

I strive for ease

To come and lay 

up on—I cease

My brow it suffers

naught 

a bit, I care less

Minus this

plus that

A raging brook

a gentle stream

of doubt

does not linger 

or wreck me out

I care no more 

so fine it is

The rocking horse

and whirly wiz

From childhood to 

this remiss

I don’t give, 

So—fess up please

or

You can leave

me

a shadow/ a nod/ a blessed

whatever it is

The leathered

black-verses

you grip

Causes unknown

but for sure you do

fire that mouth/ your lips

anyhow—

Know one’s home

No care here

the show is over

I have not time

to riddle about

your blinded

faith

This is me/ see Me now

if you care 

to drop the crap

perhaps I’ll stop

and give a care

Otherwise—

care has left

it seems,

perhaps for good.

©Jay Mora-Shihadeh

revised 12-7-21