I never know what
to call my poems until
the titles slide into my
brain like a runner to home
plate shoving
every other idea out
of my head and mis
directing me along a
tangent that feels oh-so-
wrong but yet fits
my mood medication
bottle tight impossible
to open and
remove even though
that’s the way it was
meant to be.
And yet somehow
I always almost often sometimes usually write the title first
