Quarrel

Meeting you was a knot in my shoelace

That I couldn’t untie.

I tried, but nothing could untangle

Me from you.

And so I wore you

Like a shoe too tight,

And too loose,

And everything but right,

Until everything was frazzled.

Now I’ll take the scissors and cut the lace,

And replace the strings for both shoes,

So one won’t look different 

To other people.

But I will know what this poor heart

Has been through,

And I will be very easy on myself 

And my left shoe.

-jenn