Untying Knots

I resign

(it is smart)

from this bind

(for my heart)

It is so unkind

(and other parts)

There is still time

(to begin a new chart)

Let reason go; the focus is rhyme

(press restart)

My back will align

(to release the beating of my heart)

Deconstruction

Lately, you are rearranged

I find your feng shui strange

It simply just doesn’t fit

with mine, even a bit

There’s no common ground

no board for sound

I’m not certain if this has been by design

but now, our angles never seem to align