Beneath Embers Poem by noel maddock

Beneath embers
I want to hate you right now
Below the blankets of snow
I shout to be understood
The truth is hare shy
Ears cocked and into the wood
So dependent as to be pseudo lie

Oh what’s the use
A retro clamber to the side
A jog down memory landslide
And the sense of déjà vu collide
To begin the game
Of synchronize
The same ol same

I say ‘fine’
I think to be more friendly
Less anodize
With my perception in therapy
Things are changing all the time