How

Tell me how to do it.
How to wait so patiently like a fly on wallpaper
with nothing to do but count the faded petals.

Tell me how to bear it.
How to convince my heart to keep its course
when bruises blur the destination.

Tell me how to fix it.
How to synchronize our clocks to the same emotion
ticking incessantly within my halls.

Or
Tell me how to leave it.
How to walk away from the thing most real.
How to pick up the mess where I am drowning

And dry myself off.