Two In One Day

we are agentless in this new voice
queries go but cometh no champion
changes are wrought and complements abound
family friends tired now of listening to words
dripping down the page like the broken shower head
following the trail that could be the one
whispering i need a place
a home a room a shelf of my own

Fibro Fog

who stole the clarity
articulated the friendship
lost the animosity
craved the aspmarte
handled the fishmongers

who was the one who
was the one there under
that other one who came
around and i thought
i remembered it that way