Obviously, titles are a problem
for a person so recursive that a recombinant twist
in a spring
turns that person's mind
to a spring
so many years ago.
It's the stuck that gets you.
The duck in the throat
that wants to quack
wants like a duck
desperately
with animal passion
a duck that has been denied
that quack.
The word that is like a thorn that I keep putting inside my fingernail.
One more thorn for every that.
And I am distracted, as intended,
so that I might continue to avoid
breathing out
those things that happened
that [I] won't let go.
Roman Ryan 