I wonder what will be
the first hurtful thing you say to me.
Maybe it will be about
my dead eyes in our photos.
Maybe it will be about
my overcooked fried eggs or my crow toe.
Maybe it will be about
how I still watch wrestling
or the Rice Krispie growing under my armpit.
Maybe it will be about
the range of colours in my beard
or how I pay to listen to VIP podcasts
of journalists talking about wrestling.
Maybe it will be about
the lines in my forehead, my thin lips, my 5K time
or my collection of wrestling t-shirts.
Maybe it will be about my self esteem.

© Carl Burkitt 2020