Ill-fitting Shoe

The rehearsed dramatic chatter
builds a mental wall against
the shouts, the whip-tearing,
gut-eating jabs. Ambition is
a constant flight risk. There
was a confusion of position.
Sworn in as a painter, and then
commissioned to design a
tower. They continue with
confident complaint, but offer
no tiny book of correction.
I’m always seeking a bedroom,
any place to go unnoticed,
and rest an angry head. Every
situation dragged out, each
matter never receiving
a practical funeral.