Under Beware

I always wear my long under beware
Sign of my skin’s intimacy with threat
My worry keeps nearer than any wish
Is but part beholden to memory

Alert habitual to edge of inert
Is the cold I use as I try to find
A way to warm myself and sing sang froid
All at once feigning a steady heartbeat

I wear jester’s hat of bright fright’s illusion
I catch me disappearing in mirror
As dissociated associate
Dba as I don’t know how or who

The weird fine elasticity of rhyme
Let’s me show me as meme of frantic mime