The Inflection Point

I promise to write

that thing about you.

You were that important

but I didn’t care

Enough to know

that I’ve made

Too many mistakes

for the leading role.

I should want to find out

how tall the grass grows

Or is it just the weeds

play it out; Gross.

You had a few lines

wish you had more

As soon as I write it

it closes the door.

……

Cut your hair

I hate it long

I love to act

like there’s nothing wrong