I am not too afraid
Of rejection. In fact, I’ve learned
to wait for it. It’s easy;
- just wait for the adrenaline,
- take deep breaths so you don’t choke,
- count to pace the heart
- then try not to flinch,
- while bracing for impact.
But when you eagerly
Invite me, it’s like
this poem, returned to me
with too many red lines across whole
sentences: what to do with this
And what to do with you,
now that you’ve changed the script?