Wretched

I wait
Anxiously
Responses
And critiques
With my heart carried on off white t-shirt sleeves

I am not accomplished
Nor have I achieved
Greatness
At even a mediocre level

Yet
I still write
About my life
About shared pain
And general disgust
About Christian radio that makes me
Scream
Out loud
To open car windows
And a lonely
Open
Dreaming
Moon roof
I cannot take it
I cannot stand it
I would go back
In an instant
If my heart
Was not attached
To her
And this wretched city