Three

One:
the face.

Two:
the body.

Three:
the rest.

I must be the metaphor,
the one spilling
my guts.

Spilling, talking, revealing,
getting no results.

I am three.

I must work harder.

It's a tough game.
I'm losing.
I'm used to failing.

Three:
the mind.

Who gives a shit about that?

[ SJM ]