there’s a guilt trip reigning in my head
while playing pokemon go in an abandoned parking lot
that holds memories of shoppers from xmas past,
as the building burns
and i may or may not be responsible
a limb developed
so i went to the doctor;
who told me i should probably stop limbing
because it was unattractive to look at and made me look pitiful
i thanked the doctor
and went about my day
i feel like i should ask
but i’m too embarrassed at this point to be found out,
which isn’t to say that i think other people know what’s going on,
but more so an admission that i don’t want to be the odd
one left out of the picture
because i forgot my comb at home and my head looks like
a brillo pad with random debris and inertia sprinkled in
Fred Aiken Writing 