Suit me better

Not fun in the usual sense,
the tension slowly taking shape
adds a new dimension
to this experience

of upending dichotomies,
antique furniture.

I’ll store my coarse head
along with my even coarser reflexes,
for a time when all
will suit me better.

Call me when the letters pile on,
arrange and rearrange themselves
in pleasing albeit complex ways.

Is my heraldry on backwards?

-r. miller