Results of a Ribectomy

 

Hey, it’s me

that ribectomy

because you 

were lonely.

Is it working 

out for you,

that not being

lonely part?

I thought, being

made of a rib,

you’d want me

to walk beside you,

but you want me

watching the back

of your head.

That worked for a bit,

but not so much now.

You just keep walking

us toward war.

I’m moving in front

so we can stop

walking the dead

end of your treadmill. 

Remember

 that time

you were lonely?

I’m not sure it was

made clear to you

the rib was given

 her own voice. 

©Susie Clevenger 2025