In Need

A more efficient way to seem
to be disorganised is be in need,
not too desperate tho’, avoid
degeneration into whirling
erosions of self-denial

You’re not seeking sympathy
just legitimacy – that visceral
authority of having a right
to be this way, and go hang
the consequences

Bleeding is okay, but not in
space reserved for friends
unmired in detritus of tribulation,
holding back tears with difficulty
a tremolo your tone

Not the only way to survive
outrageous fortune clichéd
through mawkish precedent,
merely a guide to survival in the
wild – but it will get you by...
© 26 January 2009, I. D. Carswell